Later that night my mom left to go job hunting and me and Chris ordered Pizza and watched movies. Okay I have to admit he is probably the most awesomest person I've ever met. He had the best ice cream in his fridge! My mom hadn't called so I was starting to get worried. Is she okay?
Me and Chris basically watched a good bit of movies. We were probably at the 5th movie that night. I never watched any of Chris's movies accept for the Marvel movies. We watched Iceman, SnowPiercer, and Perfect Score. His character in the Iceman is gonna give me nightmares. It took me awhile to notice it was him. SnowPiercer was pretty good. Perfect Score was funny.
He's a good actor.
After watching a Perfect Score I ran to his pile of movies and dug through to find another ones of his. I found Playing It Cool which looked pretty funny. And it was. I liked the yoga part!
I felt happy. Then it turned to complete sadness when there was a knock at the door that would change my life. Forever.
Chris walked up to the door only to be greeted by a Police officer. The man held his hat in his hands and looked a little upset. No. No. No. Why?! Why now?! No no no no!
"I'm sorry but your girlfriend was in a car accident and didn't make it" the officer said I felt my color drain from my face as those words left his mouth. No! This has to be some nightmare! First my dad now my mom. I have no where. Then I flipped at what the officer did. He handed Chris a paper which I didn't know what it said. I saw it had a picture of me on it. I ran to the room Chris gave me and slammed the door loudly. I can not live here! Please dear god! He's not even my father! He never will be! I cried into my pillow the whole time. My life was over! Why would my mom give Chris full custody of taking care of me? Did she trust him that much? I looked at my moms bag that was on the floor and found her phone. The screen lit up and there was a picture of me and her when I was 6. I typed in her password which was my birthday and saw it went strait to her notes app.
Hey sweetie, it's mommy. I know things have been hard sense daddy died. I'm still thinking about when to write this down and give it to you at a hard time. I know that you are a brave little girl. You are probably to young to understand things. But if something ever happens to me I want you to know you trust anyone including my boyfriend that I have at the time. Be that brave little girl I know you are.
Love, momma.
2007, May, 8.
My mom typed this when I was 5 it was a week after dad died. A few tears left my eyes as I stared at the note. I guess she was gonna copy it onto paper if anything ever happened. I heard a small knock on the door so I put my moms phone away and opened it to see Chris. His eyes were red and puffy from crying. He was the closet thing I had. I threw my self at him and wrapped my arms around him tightly not wanting to let go. He wrapped his arms around my back and pulled me close. I felt bad for not trusting him at first. I was scared my mom would get her feelings hurt. I cried into his chest. He rubbed my back in circles which was kind of soothing. "I signed the paper if that's okay" he said.
"It's fine. I have no where else to go" I mumbled burying my face deeper into his chest.
"Get some rest" he said still holding on to me.
"How can I sleep? I'll have nightmares like I always do. My mom was always there. She knew how to deal with my nightmares" I said wiping away a stray tear.
"How did she?" He asked he's probably thinking this is the sugar side. Which it is. I'm completely broken.
"She'd just lay there with me until I fell asleep again" I said remembering the times I had a nightmare and she'd calm me down.
"Alright I remember her saying something about it in her phone" he said taking my mothers phone from her bag. He gave me another hug and surprisingly a kiss on my forehead. My dad use to do that all the time. I changed into pajamas and climbed into the soft bed. It was like a marshmallow. Maybe Chris isn't ready for taking care of a teenage girl. I need to be nice. I know it's what my mom would've wanted. My life is getting interesting.Did I make anyone cry?! I know I cried while writing this! 😭❤️~Kenlee Faith❤️❤️❤️
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Sugar & Spice
FanfictionMy dad always told me I was a mix between Sugar and Spice. I was stubborn, sarcastic, caring, and gentle. My dad died when I was 5 and now I'm 13. My mom has dated a handful of guys sense he died and she couldn't find the right one. But what happens...