"Layla, I dare you to move in Ethan and Grayson's house for a week, and... Kaecy has to move in too."
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How would you react, if someone dared you on a party to live for a whole week with a celebrity?
This is exactly what happened with La...
I'm sitting in the Principal's office. They told me to come here a few hours ago. I had Biology when they told me to leave the classroom and make my way to the office.
Since that moment, I'm waiting to find out why I'm here. I have a few ideas but I don't know what is the truth.
When I entered the office, the assistent was looking at me in a different way. In her eyes I saw regret and sadness.
Suddenly, the door opens and the principal enters with a police officer and a lady. The principal sits down and I look at him confused.
"What is going on?" I ask him confused. He doesn't answer and I look at the police oficer. "What happened?!"I yell at them.
Is not a habit to lose my control but something tells me that now, I have the right to do it.
"I'm sorry." the police officer says and I look at him confused. I have an idea about what's he going to say but I don't want to believe it. "Your parents had a car accident." he says and tears staet to fill up my eyes. "I'm sorry to tell you that they died in the accident." he says and I fall on the chair.
Tears start to run down my cheek and the principal starts to say something but I don't understand what. Is like the world stopped for a moment.
It looks like, that lady was sent from the Child Protection to help me. They are going to send me to my grandmother, to live with her.
This is what happend a few years ago, when my, Layla Allison Blackmoon's life drastically changed. Since that day, I see the world in a different way.
I was living with my grandmother, like the Child Protection wanted.They thought that I will get better if I will stay with someone close to me but the one thing they didn't know is that we aren't so close with my grandmother.
We aren't really speaking, she leaves me alone and sometimes, this is a really good thing but sometimes I feel like I need her, but I don't have the courage to go and talk to her.
She would start to put questions and then send me back to the psychologist. Since the accident, I need to go to the psychologist every single month. They think that I have a problem, but they don't undestand that the only problem I have is that I see them on every corner of the house...
I see my parents everywhere.
I became more distant with the people I used to know so I decided to leave. I decided to leave everything behind, the memories, the people and the pain.
I'm going to move to L.A.
✖Kaecy's P.O.V.✖
Hi, my name is Kaecy May Darvin and courently I go trought our favourit family program that usually happens once a day, fighting... my mom and I get into several arguments, my dad is always on her side...
Ugh, there's no fucking way I can be right for one time in my whole life! They always win every argument.
Yes, I know this is a "teenager thing", since I'm just 16, but I decided to move to a place far away from here. I'm thinking about New Orleans.
It is far enough to get away from my parents. All the time they say that I'll come back because I'll miss them. But this is one of the rare times that they'll be wrong.
I had been saving up my money for a good year and now I finally have enough to start a new life. My flight is booked and I'm ready.
I go to my room. My suitcase is laying under my bed, ready to be packed. I gathered my things on the bed and packed them in the suitcase. While I was packing I listened to music. My taste in music starts at a soft pop, continues with 5 Seconds Of Summer, and ends in Bring Me The Horizon and Hollywood Undead.
I ended up packing my suitcase, three other bags and my backpack.
I called a taxi to bring me to the airport. I dragged my bags downstairs not caring how loud my suitcase banged agains the stairs, since my parents went to work.
I brought my bags outside and shut the door behind me. I waited for the taxi and when it arrived I sat in and the man who drove the taxi put my bags in the car.
Here I come New Orleans
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~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey guys, so this is a new book that I'm gonna be writing together with DarkArtistt. Practically, she is Layla so she writes her P.O.V. and I am Kaecy so as it is logical, I write Kaecy's P.O.V.
