Escape| Nash Grier Fanfiction

Chapter 1

Hello theeere♡

NOTE:
This story is about Nash, but he will enter in Chapter 3, so be patient.♡
( If anyone is reading it lol :( )

KAYY, THANK YOUU, ENJOY THE STORY, NASH LOVERS (including me, I'm reading and fangirling on my own)

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"No! No no no no!" I shouted at my mom while I sat at the dinner table.

"Honey, please calm down, I try to do the best for our fam-"

"NO YOU DON'T!! You do not take into consideration anything, but what is best for YOURSELF!" I was now furious. My mother looked at me frightened, as I stand up from my chair, took off my backpack and dropped it at the couch with strength.

We kept in silence for about a minute, me being red from my anger, with my hands sweating.

Then my mom talked again. "I do not only think myself Sloane. Instead I'm concerned about your's and your brother's future.."

"Are you serious? I already knew that you and dad would get a divorce, but I didn't expect that he would dumb us here, in a way that we will then be forced to move! I like my life already here in New York, and because of you I must now leave my whole life, to move in..I don't even care where!!"

I didn't expect my mom to respond, so I took my staff and went up to my room, shutting the door behind me.

I felt so betrayed that my parents were happy about the divorce, while I wasn't. I liked New York, the house we were leaving, my friends, and my school.

Moving was a big deal, since all my memories were here.
My mom was a wedding decorator, and had been sent, Los Angeles, because of a business deal she had with her job, which would offer her way more money, than those she was taking here.

We never had a financial difficulty, until my parents divorced.
My father was drinking a lot lately, so him and my mom had a lot of fights. A week before the divorce, she learnt that he had been cheating on her, and so she was heartbroken.

I understood that she wanted now to start a new life, but moving in another state was way too much for me.

"New York is fine, but I want your lives to be better, and the offer they proposed me, is a big opportunity. If we get the money we need, we will move back here." She had said.

I didn't believe that we would come back here. She wanted to go away, so as not to remember her old life again.

She couldn't listen to me, or my two-year older brother, Jack, because she knew that we were happy here. We had lovely friends, and a lovely home as well, although it was a bit small.

We were going to live in Los Angeles, at a neighbor in which I had already been once, when I was four years old, when we were about to visit our aunt. So, basically, we were going to be neighbors with our aunt and uncle, and their daughter, Lilly, which was in the same age with me, so she was the only person I would hang out with. Ugh, what my life would be like, there?

I sat at the corner of my bed, thinking about all the memories I had with my friends. I stared across my room, at the wall, which was full of photographs, some of them taken with my friends, and some others, being places or things I liked. I was always interested in photography. I had my camera with me in almost every place I went. It was something I always valued.

I hugged a pillow, and started crying silently. It was because of my anger, and exhaustion. My thoughts were full of doubt and disappointment.

A minute later, I fell asleep.

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