***Natalie's POV***
I walk back to my house and I find Mrs. Rider leaving. I wave to her and she waves back and walks into her house. As I step up to the patio I see my mom. She it lying there. My heart drops. I see a puddle of blood surrounding her body. I immediately feel hot streams of tears falling down my face. I go over to see her. My eye sight starts getting blurry.
"Mom, please wake up! Mom I need you!" I pled to her.
"Honey, it's my time. I just want you to know that I love you and your brother with all my heart and you guys will be fine." She says back.
I get up to go dial 9-1-1 but she grabs my foot. I look her in her dilating eyes. Her eyes shrink back down to size. I drop to my knees as her eyes close.
"No! I can't go live with dad. Mom- I - I love you!" I scream to her.
"Ahhhhhhh!" I scream waking up in a puddle of sweat. I look around to see that I'm lying in my bed. I run downstairs still a little bit wet from my nightmare and hug my mom. Causing her so spill her pancake mix all over the floor. I didn't realize I was still crying from my dream.
"Honey, what's wrong?" She asks me worryingly, also slightly upset from me spilling the mix.
"Nothing, I'm just glad you are safe. I love you." I reply hugging her tighter.
"I'm fine, I'm right here, pumpkin." She releases from the hug and I sit down and grab a piece of bacon.
"Honey, did you have another nightmare?"
"No," I lie to her.
I have really bad nightmares every once and a while. Like the one I just had. It is normally someone dying. The psychologist says its from my father abusing my mother. I believe that. But I hate the dreams.
I go upstairs and sit on my bed and text Amelia. When I go to grab my phone I see that she has already texted me. She is such a, well how should I say this, a "Debby downer" sometimes. She will always say how ugly she is and things like that. Amelia has bright blond hair and brownish/ blueish eyes. She is the girly girl type. At my old school she was the popular one. I was the D.U.F.F., (designated, ugly, fat, friend).
I hate when she puts herself down like that. She doesn't realize how good she has it. A great family, great friends, the looks. She's a total package deal. Any boy would be lucky to have her. Amelia and I talked over the phone for a while. We talked until 7:00 and then I had to go. I will miss her so much.
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"Time for dinner!" My mom screams to Jaden and I.
We race down the stairs and I make it to the table first, like usual. I was in track so I always beat him. And then he always complains. For dinner we had meatloaf and French fries. I love my moms meatloaf so much it is ridiculous. After I scarf down everything on my plate, (yeah I'm so healthy), I go for seconds.
"Mom, this was delicious, thanks." I say patting my stomach like a fat man.
"I'm glad you like it hon-" my mom gets cut off.
"Almost as good at dads." Says Jaden continuing to eat his fries.
My mom sits there and stares at her plate. I see her eyes dilate. She doesn't move a muscle. I sit there thinking why did he say that...? Everything stopped moving after the moment he said that. I say there in awe. Just then she smacks her hands down on the table, stands up and screams.
"Just for 1 day I would like to not bring up that- than excuse for a man!" She breaks into tears. "He is no longer part of this family, Jaden. And I never want to hear anything about him again. Are we clear?"
She looked at me and Jaden with the widest eyes while crying. Jaden silently nodded his head.
"Good."
She sits back down and the rest of dinner is quiet. Awkward silence...
After dinner I go upstairs and sit on my bed. I then decide what I should wear for my first day of school tomorrow. I get up and go to my closet. I unloaded all of my clothes into it yesterday night.
What says 'Hi! I'm Natalie Grey! I'm desperate for friends!' But also, 'I can be independent'. I grab a blue and green short sleeve. I set a silver moon necklace on top of it. I grab regular skinny jeans and yellow and purple socks. I put my black UGGs underneath the outfit.
"Perfect." I whisper to myself.
I sit and stare and visualize how it's going to look tomorrow.
"I couldn't agree more." I hear a voice behind me say.
I gasp and turn around with my hand extended out. It almost hit there face but I miss. I recognize the face.
"Blake? What the fudge are you doing?" I yell.
He is leaning against my wall. He is wearing blue jeans with a green shirt that you can see his 6- pack through. He also has on Nike- Cross Trainers and his dirty blond hair is swooped up. He can do anything with his hair and it will still look good.
"Dude, chill." He tells me.
"No! Will not quiet down to a person that randomly appears in my house! Um, how did you get in here anyway?" I need to put a freaking bell on him.
"The window."
"Well remind me to lock that, and you nearly just died."
"Awe, you couldn't kill me, princessa." I wish I could.
"Wanna bet?"
"Sure."
"No, I don't want to be mean."
I say pulling out my big puppy eyes, I cross my arms and pull out my bottom lip. Damn am I good at that look.
By the way he calls calls me princessa I can tell he has some Mexican in him, also the fact that he has an incredibly hot tan- did that just come out of my mouth? Geez.
He sits there staring at me and I go back to my normal position. Just then I see him pull something shiny out of his pocket.
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Teen Fiction"Honey, why don't you and Blake come over to our house and he can show you around the neighbor hood!" Mrs. Rider offers. "Oh I would love to," I said fakely, "but I have a lot of-" I try to finish but my mother cuts me off. I really did not want to...
