Y/N's family has a financial issue, causing her family having to move away from one another to even out the balance of bills. Y/N, her dad, and her siblings move out Hawai'i and to Colorado. Her family moves to the "poorer" side of town, which is bo...
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Authors Note - Okay but Pixlr be saving my ass a lot. Here's my OC in Y/N's clothes! (I tried making her outfit kinda bland because we all know we ugly IRL and too poor to buy actual fancy, cute clothes. 😭)
My head ached as I heard a loud muffled ringing against my ear, groaning at the annoying sound. I slide my hand underneath my pillow, grumbling about the bright screen of the phone in my hand. Lowering the brightness, I look at the contact name.
Mother
FaceTime Audio
I groan into my pillow, answering the phone call and pulling the phone up to my ear. "Hello?" I slur, my eyes slowly giving into the sleepiness that I barely give effort to fight off.
"Was there an ambulance at the house?" My mother asks me, a cold stern tone in her voice; much similar to my fathers from before. I mute the call and let out a scoff, pissed off that this is what I have to wake up to.
Unmuting the call, I open my mouth to reply to her. "Yeah." I bluntly say.
"What happened?" My mother investigates, that annoying sass in her voice doing my patience to justice.
I roll my eyes, as if she was right there by my bed with me. I pay no attention to the sound of her voice and 'pretend' to drift back to sleep. "Hello?" I hear my mother call multiple times, each time her voice gets louder and her temper obviously raising. Giving into my slumber, I turn down the volume of my phone. To the point where I can still hear her, but also to the point I can peacefully go to sleep as well. What? I've only slept for an hour, I need my sleep!
I once again wake up, this pit in my stomach leaving me uneasy while I lay in my covers. After a while of staring at my wall; I sit up and begin my morning routine, rushing around the house to get me, my siblings, Oxford, and the house ready for the day.
Last night was horrifying, a day I will never forget. I mean, it's not everyday that a drunk man breaks into your room when you're asleep. Gosh, I should've left that man for dead instead of soaking up that blood and ruining my favorite shirt. Seriously wasn't worth it, man.
My father had left early in the morning, he apparently found a job as bodyguard at some 'restaurant' spot open so he's going to try it out. Because of this, i'm left in charge of the house. However, because of the incident last night, my dad screwed all the windows and doors in real good. Leavin' a plank of wood against the window slider, making it almost impossible to break open.
While my brother, Theodore, was sweeping the living room and hallway, we suddenly heard a knock on the door. I turned to look at Harper and Theodore and put a finger on my lips, signaling for them to keep silent. I walk over to the door and peek through the hole in the door, seeing a little girl with brown hair fidgeting with her fingers nervously with a boy in what seems like a orange jacket. Or.. maybe a parka? I don't know, i've never been good with recognizing clothing types.
