CHAPTER 2: the breaking
I tried calling Lucy, she wouldn’t answer. I called and called until I got the memo. It said this number is disconnected. And I threw my phone… there goes my phone… I went downstairs and said “give me 700$ please, I need to go get a new phone, mine stopped working.” “Yahh, okay son, it “stopped” working. Were’s your phone now Taylor?” “Its… in the wall?” “Here, not too expensive. Got it?” “Yah dad I did.”
I got in the car, and bought a replacement phone. I then drove over to Lucy’s. “Hi, mr.reventron, is Lucy home?” “Yah, but I don’t think she wants to see you.” “Well, I’m going to see her anyways; I nudged him, went upstairs, and opened her door, and said sorry. She was at the window, looking out, like she was sad or immortal to the world… I went over and saw a supplier knife in her hand, and a few cuts on her arms.
“LUCY!!?! What are you doing, drop the knife,” she dropped it and started crying, I cradled her, and said “everything’s going to be alright. I’m going to New York. With you, well were moving, let’s clean you up, Kay?” “Taylor thanks. You’re a really good friend”, so I lunged her near the bathroom, and washed her up.
We had a somewhat conversation, she said she was moving to Manhattan, and I said same here, and I also said “you know if you want, we already bought our place, there’s a giant guest house, if your dad wants you can live there…”, “thanks but we already got a home.” “Okay, well, ima take this knife, and go.” “Taylor, thanks, thanks so much for forgiving me.” “I always forgive, not forget.” I said
