Her heart felt peace

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(Photo is what Cali looks like and yes thats Effy from Skins UK and we have the same last name woahhhh)
Calis POV
I walked down the stairs and see my moms asleep on the couch, thank god. My dads in thw kitchen drinking a beer.
"Welcoming the new neighbors eh?" He says. I stop walking and look at him.
"Yeah, mum asked me too." I said barely above a whisper. Next thing I knew he was holding my jaw tightly and I whimpered.
"Dont be a slut Cali." He said roughly. He let go of mt face and pushed me towards the door. Fuck im gonna have bruises.
I open the door trying hard not to cry. I close it behind me and breathe. I walk down the stairs shaking and walk towards blonde boys house.
As I am about to knock on the door, it opens and blonde boys face appears.
"Hi, um sorry I saw you walk up." He chuckles and ruba his neck nervously. Aw hes adorable nervouse.
"I-its okay, im Cali, im youre neighbor." I say stuttering. I hear TOP playing in the background. He has good music taste. He smiles at me and holds his hand out.
"Adrian, Adrian Boyington." He said. His name, god its like me drinking vodka.
"Cali Harrison." I say taking his hand and shaking it.
"Urm.. I need to go, I have things to do.." I say, even though im just getting ready for a heavy party.
He smile sweetly.
"Ill see you tomorrow." And with that he shuts the door. I run down thw stairs and back home to see mum and dad asleep. Perfect. I walk upstairs and start getting ready. I grab ripped black tights and black short shorts. I put those on and then my chopped black tanktop with a bunch of bracelets to cover my wrist and put on my necklaces. I then grab my black all stars and start doing my makeup. Just all black everything, besides lips. I leave my hair in natural waves amd start climbing out my window. Its by a tree branch and I climb on it and head down the tree. Once im down I grab my cigarette and light it. I feel someone look at me so I look at the beighbors house and Adrian is looking at me smirking. I smirk back and run down the street to catch the bus, when I hear foot steps behind me.

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