Chapter 4 : I don't wanna go!

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Mali's POV:
After that funny night, we got showered and dressed and headed downstairs. We went to the kitchen to eat our breakfast. "Here you go Carlos, Mal.", said mom as she handed us some sandwiches. "Thanks,Aunt!" , he said before eating my sandwich all up. " Carlos? Are you here?" asked Aunt Carla. " mom!", said Carlos as he hugged his mom. "Why weren't you in the house last night. You gave me goose bumps!", said Aunt Carla obviously worried. " Don't worry mom, i was here at Mal's and Aunt Malifa said i should sleep here cause it was stormin'.", replied Carlos and shot his mom an " i'm alright look". My mom cleared her throat and gave me an envelope. When i opened it i was like, no! " I bought you tickets to the Philippines to see your dad. Of course, with Carlos and Blair.", said mom. I just stared at her. " Mom, i don't wanna go!" ,i said. I didn't wanna leave the cafe. I don't wanna leave Paris. I love it here."Mal, don't be stubborn!" , said my mom angrily. "No!" , i said and headed upstairs to my room. When i went inside i saw Eva putting on more make-up. Buti didn't mind her. I went straight to my bed and cried. Why with Blair? Everyone knows she's been trying to ruin my life before i started to walk! I don't wanna go!

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