Cameron came back over to me with her older sister, Camilla. She started asking me if I had any place to stay, anything to eat or drink, and wondering if I had a job. I said no because I don't exactly have a home nor had I had anything to eat or drink that didn't come from begging or the trash.
" Would you like to stay with us to get back onto your feet? You can keep the house for when we move." Camilla asked me while I ate. I swallowed and said I would like to stay with them, trying to get my life back together. I miss my little sister, though I know she's with better people with things for food, money, housing, water, etc.
"My mother didn't want me for the factors that I seemed too much like my father, thought I was the cause of his death, and that I was seemingly never enough no matter what I did. I had a little half-sister named Lylac. She was too kind to be living with someone like Lisa." I started to say because they asked why I was on the streets and whatnot. "My mother sold me for experiments for money, I was also afraid she was gonna try it to my little sister, Lylac, as well." "What happened to Lylac? Why isn't she with you?" Camilla asked me, so I responded by telling her that a very sweet family I trusted so much had taken her in do she wouldn't have to suffer the way I've been.
[This is all the motivation I had for this chapter. Sorry, it's short. Have a good one wherever you are in the world!]
YOU ARE READING
his past
RandomXandrie was 6 when things started. His mother wanted a lot of things, and one of them was for Xanderie to move out when he turned 18. She didn't care if he had a place or not. He lived on the streets after something his mother did, which made him th...
