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"Bet i can beat you at basket ball." i sang out as we pulled up at Clara's house and the basketball hoop in the backyard.
"Haha that'll be the day" he teased.
"You wanna bet? Let's make a deal."
"Okay, what kind of deal?"
"If i win, we watch all the twilight movies tomorrow. If you win, you get to punish me" i said confidently.
"You're on"
"What's going on now Khloe?" Clara asked us stepping outside with a tray of lemonade.
"Hey Aunt Clara, we're playing basketball" i explained.
"Hey Clara" Justin called out.
"Oh, have fun you two. And Khloe, i have a surprise for you after dinner" she said.
Oh great. I HATE surprises. Justin learned that the hard way.
"So are we going to play or what?" he asked.
"Yeah, yeah alright." I said and started bouncing the ball.
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"So what's the surprise?" i asked my aunt.
We just finished eat my favorite food of all time, tacos.
"She should be here soon"
I slumped onto the couch, Justin following in suit beside me.
I jumped up at a light knock on the door.
"That must be her"
What.
"Khloe," the door opened to reveal a pale lady with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.
"Hey she kinda looks like you" Justin said dumbly.
"M-mom?" i asked curiously, trying to keep calm.
"Hello Khloe" she said.
That same smile i remember as a child was still shining brightly, she smelled like coffee ground from her job as a Starbucks barista.
"Mom" i said again quietly.
Without thinking, i ran up to her and wrapped my arms around her so tightly i couldn't even believe it.
My mom was finally back.
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The Runaway
FanfictionKhloe Parker would know a lot about abuse. Her father, who hates her boyfriend, emotionally and physically abuses her. At one point, it gets so bad that she has to runaway. Only to the safety of her boyfriend, Justin Bieber. But maybe her dad isn't...
