Third Person POV
Wesley and Miranda wanted to move in right away, but Miranda's dad got in the way.
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Miranda's POV
I walked inside, and saw my dad seated in the kitchen. I sneaked by like a spy in an action movie. I did a little happy dance when I accomplished my mission, but stopped when I saw a scary looking guy staring down at me. He was one of the guys from the...incident. My thoughts were interrupted by a hard shove that knocked me on my butt. I quickly got up and brushed myself off. "Miranda?" Great.
I turned around to face my father. "What are you doing here?" I tried muster a smile but failed horribly. "I'm here to collect my things." "Oh." I saw hurt in eyes which made me feel worse. I couldn't bear it anymore so I went upstairs to pack my things.
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(Five hours later)
I finally finished packing. I texted Wesley so he can come help with my things. I tried to take all my truck load of stuff downstairs. I heard the doorbell and went to answer. "Hi Wes." I said kissing him. "Hi princess." I motioned him and he immediately started carrying the boxes to the moving truck he rented. Back and forth we from the house to the truck. What was odd was that my dad hasn't bothered us yet. "Miranda." Shoot. I spoke too soon.
"Hi dad." "So you're really moving huh?" "Yeah dad." He nodded and started helping the boxes. I smiled, but my smiled suddenly dropped when I heard a gun shot.
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