Unforgettable [on hiatus]

Chapter 13- Candice Avalon

Chapter 13- Candice Avalon

Being almost killed traumatizes you for your entire life.

And I speak from experience, obviously.

Not everyone has a psycho of a father.

Not everyone's father tries to kill them but, instead stabs your boyfriend.

Not everyone breaks up with their boyfriend due to their psycho of a father.

Not everyone has my life.

Being depressed sometimes has it's perks, I'm not saying it's a good thing that anyone can be depressed. But, in my life, my uncle took me in because he knew how being depressed was.

He wanted to help me because he knew...

He knew how I felt. He knew how being depressed is.

"Candice! Dinner's ready!" My uncle shouted from outside my room.

I sighed, sitting up on my bed and putting my headphones down on the bed.

"Okay!" I shouted, loud enough for him to hear it, but still not standing up from my bed.

After about five minutes, I finally decided to head downstairs and feed my grumbling stomach.

"About time..." Jakobe rolled his eyes as I entered the dining room.

Let me introduce you to Jakobe, the most arrogant prick I have ever met in my entire life.

Okay, maybe not the most but he is arrogant.

But, my uncle is in no doubt, in love with him.

I always wondered how a nerd like my uncle fell in love with a jock like Jakobe. It's so cliche.

"Where's Chris?" I asked after a few seconds of tensed silence.

Jakobe sighed, "He wanted some coffee. Again."

I groaned. As much as I love my uncle, I can't handle him when he becomes hyper and can't stop bouncing off walls.

"How many cups had he had?" I reluctantly asked.

Jakobe groaned, "Eight."

Oh.

Kill. Me. Now.

"Jakobe! Can we go to the carnival today?"

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

"No."

"Aw, why not?"

"Because..."

"Because, what?"

"No, just no."

"Because, you're too old to be seen in a carnival." I muttered.

"Candice! You're finally here!" My uncle squealed as he hopped around.

Just imagine a 5'3, twenty-six year old guy with no facial hair or whatsoever who has a voice that makes me question if he ever did go through puberty, jumping around the room.

Yes, it's that bad.

"Chris, lay low on the caffeine from now on." I said,

As if he would listen to me. I've been repeating this statement like eleven times this month.

"Chris, sit down." Jakobe said sternly.

Chris pouted and did his puppy dog eyes and I can hear and see Jakobe's stern expression cracking.

Finally, he sighed, "Fine, we'll go to the carnival."

I made some whipping sounds, along with some actions.

Jakobe glared, his left eye twitching but then his gaze softened when Chris squealed, clapping his hands.

"Yay! We're going to the carnival! We're going to the carnival!" My uncle chanted, sticking out his tongue at me then continued chanting.

It's hard to believe that at one point of his life, he was depressed.

I just shook my head and went back to my food.

After eating I was left alone by my 'guardians' when they left for the carnival.

After a few episodes of Supernatural, my phone pinged; signaling that there was a new message.

I opened the message and felt my blood draining from my face as I read it.

✔Recieved at 7:54 PM

Therapy? Isn't that a bit too much? And that boyfriend of yours is finally back. How nice.

So, Candice... I want to go straight to the point. Do you want to do it the easy way or the hard way?

You know what I want.

Bring. It. To. Me.

When you're ready, come find me in Florida.

AND, don't call the police. We don't need a repeat of last time.

-C.A.

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look what we have here. An update!

My, my, this is quite a miracle even though it's just a really short chapter. I just wanted you guys to have a look into Candice's home life.

that last part tho...

When's the next update, you ask?

Well, I can assure you that it's gonna be published next week or next next. I PROMISE.

I'm not that evil to leave it in a cliffhanger for like five months.

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