A/N: Enjoy that picture of Tyler!
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"You're okay!" Myyah exclaimed in relief as she opened the door wide open. I stumbled inside the house. "Wh-where's Mayley?" I tried walking over to the living room but ended up tripping on my feet and falling. "Are you drunk?" Myyah came over to help me get up but I just pushed her off of me. "No I don't need your fucking help leave me alone" I snapped at her.
"I'm just trying to help" the corners of her mouth slightly twitched downwards. "Well can you fucking stop" I rolled my eyes before getting up and walking crookedly to the living room. "So, you give us a mini heart attack just for you can go off and get fucking drunk?!" Mahogany glared at me. "Fuck off, Mahogany! I don't want to hear your fucking mouth running right now!" I slurred, and sat down on the couch next to Stevens. "Stop swearing in front of Marley" Tyler calmly said.
I looked up to see Marley sitting on Aaron's lap. Her eyes started to water, and before I can even say a single word to her she got up from Aaron's lap and run upstairs. "Look! You just made her upset!... Marley!" Damon ran after her. I started laughing, coldly. "Boo fucking hoo" I rolled my eyes. "When I was upset I was taught to suck it up. If she can't do that! That's not my fault"
"Are you even hearing yourself right now, Rebecca!" Carter got up pissed. "I actually am! I have ears for a reason" I felt Mahogany's hand collide with my cheek. "I'm taking Marley to live with me. She'll come back to live with you when you get your shit together" inside I was screaming for her to not take away Marley, but right now my thoughts are stuck inside and what comes out is the negative that I hold inside as well.
"You might as well just raise her" I smirked over at Mahogany. Everyone got up ready to leave. "Already gonna leave, but the fun just started" I got up lazily smirking at everyone. "Go fuck your self, Rebecca Cuai"
"I would, but I already did" Marley finally came downstairs, Taylor next to her with a big book-bag latched on to his left shoulder. "Bye Marley" I waved at her. She just ran over to Myyah and hugged her. "I love you, Myyah" a tear fell down Myyah's cheek, and that's surprising because Myyah never cries. Not since our parents died. "I-I love you too" they hugged each other crying. I couldn't help, but feel my heart break.
"Let's go, Marley" and they they took her away. The source of my happiness. "Are you happy now?" Myyah cried out. "Very" and I skipped up the stairs. And I can't help, but think:
This is a good thing. She needs this. Something bad's going to happen. I just feel it. I need her to be safe. As well as everyone else. I need to leave, and quick.
I ran up the stairs and into my room. I quickly grabbed the biggest book-bag I own before packing it up with a bunch of clothing, deodorant, perfume, money, and other things I'll need for my time away. I should leave the country. Nah, that's too much work. I'll just leave the state.
Okay, so road trip? Yeah. I laughed at myself because my drunken state is acting like my sober state. I grabbed a post-it note before writing – in really small letters:
Dear Black Jack,
Take care of Marley. Don't let anything bad happen to her. Treat her like your own. I'll be gone for awhile. Probably be gone for months or weeks (probably even years) but take care of yourselves. Something is coming after me and I can feel it. I love you so much. Take care and feel free to use any of our emergency guns in case of anything. Tell Sammy and his gang (yes he's in a gang with all of his friends. Surprisingly) that I'm going to Virginia because my friend died. Say that you don't know me about it and that's all the information you got out of me. Bye.
~Rebecca Cuai
I had to use the back and the front of the post it. I sighed before grabbing my book-bag which was heavy as fuck and Myyah's car keys to her white Huracán LP 580-2.
I quickly stuck the post it on to Tyler's bedroom door before running down the stairs as quietly as possible before leaving the house as fast as I can. I opened the garage and ran in. I stumbled a few times trying to jam the key into the keyhole before finally getting it in and quickly getting suited up and putting the key into the ignition. And I left. I left my home. I left my family. I left everything I loved behind, and I couldn't help, but feel that I'm making the biggest mistake of my life.
But I just shrugged it off. It's all going to be okay.
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It's You (Sammy Wilk fanfic)
Fanfiction"It's you, it's you, it's all for you. Everything I do. I tell you all the time. Heaven is a place on earth with you." ~Lana Del Rey [ Under Slow Editing Process ]
