When we got home I flung my bag in the corner of my room. I started crying and picked up my cell phone, I called my moms phone over and over. "Hi, this is Gina Dallas, I can't get to the phone right now. If your my kids, sorry babies, love you the most out of anything in the world. Leave me a message and I'll get back to you when I can, bye!"
is what I got each time. Just hearing her voice makes mine tremble. Her voice, it was happy, healthy.. Well, alive. I started scrolling through my voicemails of hers and listening to what she had to tell me, most of them, if not all, we're happy and her telling me goodmorning, I miss you, I love you. I got to the top, one from two days ago. Hear voice sounded hoarse.
"Baby.. I'm hurt. I was hit by a car, I'm in the hospital.. They're telling. me I have few days to live, I hope you can come down. I know your a busy girl, if you can't. I love you, know that. I want you to know.. Your dad... He did this to me, he's a bad ma-- hey! who are you on phone with? Leaving w voicemail from Kristy dear. WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER. *repetitive slaping noises* S-sto"
and it ended.
my fucking father.
killed my mommy.
*+*+*+
love you guys. ❤️
stay beautiful
Nikki
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FanfictionPROCESS OF BEING EDITED Kristy's 'step'brother, Cameron Dallas, is famous from doing crazy stuff online. When his other friends come into the picture, what happens with Kristy's image? Will the boys treat her like a friend or will they want to fig...
