His Lucky Shot

Ice Cream

°Ivy 🌿

I don't want to wake up today, and I won't. Nathan is at the park and Caleb's somewhere in the house.

My aunt is already gone I pray that the bastard is gone too. I lay in bed and think for a while.

My head is literally throbbing.

My cheek hurts.

I reach for my phone only to see that it's off. Fuck me.

I charge it before taking another mini nap. I woke up at eleven this time, my head still hurts but I feel better.

I just get out of bed and walk straight to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and do my usual routine, washing my hair too.

When I'm done I wear my Chanel hoodie and some biker shorts.

I clean my room, put my socks on and grab my phone before going out of the room.

Now to clean this dump, I also checked on Caleb who was playing in his room, I also made him food.

.

It took me an hour but I'm done! Time to hang out with my best friend, AKA... MY PHONE!

Missed call after missed Call AFTER missed call.

Dante, 76.

Xavier, 32.

Liv, 44.

Indi, 32.

Shit, Xavier saw the message. Can I just tell them it was a joke? I'm going back anyway today, it's already Saturday.

I'm just waiting for Nathan to come back.

I really don't wanna leave them, especially here. But I guess education is calling. Apparently we have a test on Wednesday which is why I'm leaving today, I need to study.

I hear the front door open. That bitch is here, I don't know why he's back early.

Change of plans I'm leaving on Monday, even if it means he'll hit me again, I can't risk their safety like that.

I send Dante a text, ignoring his way too many previous ones he sent last night.

Me: Hey cupcake, I'm fine.

I don't wait for a response before going to the kitchen just to piss my uncle off.

I start talking to myself, getting a glass.

"I'm so insecure I slap teenagers for proving my accusations wrong." I laugh.

He won't hit me again, we both know it.

I laugh a little louder, taking the coke out of the fridge and pouring some into a glass.

He carefully inspects my hoodie before speaking.

"Where'd you get that from?"

"A friend." I shrug.

"Hmm..." He thinks it's fake cause now he's supposed to have the most branded clothes in the family. I swear this bitch.

I nod slowly, wanting this conversation to end.

"How much was it?" He asks, again, pressing it.

I shrug. "She got it for me."

"It doesn't seem original." He spits out bitterly.

"I'd think the same if she doesn't come from a family of billionaires." I respond, immediately shutting him up.

Caleb runs in excitedly, a huge grin plastered on his face.

"Daddy!" My uncle turns to him, not even bothering to fake a smile.

"Can we ge ice cweem?" Caleb asks cutely and his father sighs.

"I have to go back to work buddy, maybe tomorrow." He walks out of the house.

Caleb turns to me with teary eyes and a pout.

"Don't worry kid, we'll get some ice cream, alright?" I smile, picking him up.

His smile immediately appears and he nods happily.

"Wanna walk or vroom vroom?" I ask him, he'll choose the car but his excitement is worth asking everytime.

"BROOM BROOM!" He yells excitedly, jumping in my arms, I don't think he understands how much strength I'm using to carry him in my arms right now. I'm not strong!

I lock the house as we go to my car.

We picked up Nathan on the way.

I want this feeling of happiness to last forever.

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Monday
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My uncle and I never argue once when I'm here, this time he got mad at me for comforting Nathan because he's being bullied at school and his parents don't do anything about it, he's too kind for shit like that.

Apparently I was wrong for letting him cry, and he was supposed to 'be a man'.

Ew.

It was this morning, he didn't want to go to school because he was scared, I took him cause his dad was too dissapointed, and I fixed everything.

I can't lose him too.

I also told Nathan to beat them up if it ever happens again which I highly doubt.

It's time for me to leave now and I just put Caleb to sleep, Nathan just stopped hugging the shit out of him.

I hand him $200.

"Don't tell your dad." I whisper and he nods happily, taking the money.

"Bye Iv!" He yells as I enter my car.

"Bye kid!" I yell back, driving out.

Once I'm out he closes the gate, waving me goodbye.

A 10 hour drive is the worst, this is my second time driving this much of a distance, the first was when I came here. I'm so happy I'm bad at sleeping, especially in a car. Passenger or not.

I have $600 for gas and $200 for food, my mom can care sometimes.

Oh shit.

I'll be seeing Dante tomorrow, he said he needs to talk to me when I come back, which is tomorrow. Sad life stories for real.

I do want to talk to him though, I can't bring myself to officially let go.

For now I'll drive to my amazing Playlist while I try not to crash this car because of my deadbeat uncle.

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Eleven fucking hours later I'm pulling into the penthouse parking lot, I'm too fucking tired to function.

It's like 2 in te fucking morning.

I don't even take my bags, just my phone and charger.

I take the elevator to my floor which is like top top. Dante has the biggest apartment here.

It's huge and has like multiple rooms, it even has a second storey, everything is mostly on the top one though.

I go into my apartment and go straight to my room.

I find a hoodie and some shorts and change into those. I fall on my bed immediately falling asleep.

It's about to be a long day.