AN.: GUYS, I KNOW THAT THE LAST CHAPTER WAS BBBOOORRRIIINNNGGG AS HELL SO I'M GOING TO WRITE AN INTERESTING CHAPTER, FROM SARAH'S POV. I HOPE YOU'LL LIKE IT, EVEN IT MAY BE SHORT :3
Sarah's POV
*At school*
Today I wasn't late, happily. I met Miranda and Tirana. I am hanging out with them just because they don't have anay friends. I can understand why, they are gossiping ALL DAY LONG. Sometimes they are annoying but they are good friends over all. They are each others best friends. At lunch I kind of realised how superficial can this people be.
All of them started gossiping again and talking about One Direction. I used to love them but now... ugh... Let's just say that they are ok. I had to go to the toilet but I left my phone on the table. When I turned back I saw them with my phone listening to Oh, Calamity by All Time Low from it. What do I say now? Fuck!
"Why is this on your phone?" Tirana asked.
"Ah... I guess Abby tries to make me like that emo fags full of scars. Ugh, how did she downloaded it anyway?"
"Ugh... I thought you realy listen to this..."
"Of course not! Now, have you seen Harry's new tattoo? Isn't it gorgeous?"
"Oh, yeah! It is!"
Huh, that was close.
After lunch I saw a guy messing up with my sister. If I remember well, I think is that guy Kellin she asked out. I feel so bad for her, but I can not help. I don't need him to mess with me and my friends too.
Home I could hear her crying her self to sleep almost every night since she was refused and she kept getting bully by him since she was refused. She told me to do not tell mom and dad anything. I am so happy because mom will have a baby boy and they are still thinking at a name. They both really like Brixton and me and Abby agree. It's a beautiful name.
Days passed and dad got and other letter from Peter. Seems like he wants us so hard. We need to move with them now. We don't habeas any choice. Since this, Abby is more depressed and she dose not want to leave her room even for school.
The day when we had to move came and ,with big pain in our souls, we left our house.
"Bye daddy! Bye mommy! Bye Brixton. We'll miss you all."
"By little girls. Please, stay strong. We'll do anything to bring you back home." Dad said.
"We love you!" Abby reply.
"We love you too! Come here when you want. Is still your house."
"Bye Billie, bye Tré!"
"Bye kids. We'll miss you!"
"We'll miss you too!"
And with that being said, we got in their car and left.
They are living in the opposite part of the city so there are still chances for us to meet dad an mom and, who knows, maybe Brixton. Mom has to born in a few weeks and I'm very happy about it.
When we arrived, we went in a small apartment.
"So, kids, this is your new home."
"Is so small, where are our rooms?"
"Well, you have to share your room."
"W-what? That's impossible! We are too different! Can you understand?" Abby said.
"She's right! Don't you see us?"
"Look, you little prices of shit. You are nothing else than accidents. Nobody wanted you. Go in to your fucking room and unpack. NOW!" Peter yelled and pointed to a door.
We got in it and I was shocked. We have a 2 square foot room with only one bed and one wardrobe. Could it be worst?
Anyway, after we unpacked Peter came and asked for our phones. He took them and said that he'll give them us back tomorrow.
The other day, we went to a new school (a very boring one). We have to wear an ugly uniform and Abby is forced to dye her hair brown again. Also, we can't even wear high heels or something. Is horrible. Merinda dose not cook very well. Actually, she sucks. At diner we had our phones back. Peter said:
"Here are the new rules:
1. The phones are restricted! You can text/call only us.
2. You are not allowed to wear black makeup or any kind of make up.
3. No band shirts.
4. No posters.
5. You are not allowed to listen to any kind of music, except for classic music.
6. You are not allowed to have twitter or Facebook or god knows what.
7. You are not allowed to leave the house without permission.
8. You can not communicate with your old family.
9. We can read your E-mails.
10. You have to call us "Mom" and "Dad"."
I swear to god, this is the worst thing ever.
An: This short chapter is updated! I hope you liked it! Vote/ comment/ ad to your reading list! I love you all <3
CastaWay
Ps: I'll do my best to upload as fast as I can but I have 3 tests this week and lot of homework. Let me see what I can do for Friday
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