Torn up. ~Flamingeos Fanfiction

Chapter 12

We were interrupted by a load buzzing noise which was coming out of my coat pocket. I grabbed out my phone which was making the noise and gasped when I saw who it was.

"Who is it?" Mario asked as I hesitated to answer it.

"My mum." I hissed. "Hello?"

I heard loud breathing when I answered the call and I started to feel my heart beat race. What on earth is happening right now?

"YOU WERE MEANT TO COME YESTERDAY!" My mum shouted. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?"

I felt tears fill up my eyes when I realized how miserable my parents make me feel. But also, I completely forgot that I was meant to leave yesterday. I wouldn't have left yesterday anyway, but still. 

"We're flying to you next week." My mum sighed, clearly trying to calm herself down. "Be ready."

She then ended the call without saying goodbye.

I could see Mario staring at me with concern, but I carried on staring at my feet while tears trickled down my cheeks. He went to grab my hand but I pulled it away. I wasn't in the mood. 

"How could you do that to your parents?" He asked in a tone that seemed like he was telling me off. 

"Mario you don't understand." 

"I don't care if I don't understand or not, no parents deserve to be put in such a stressful and heartbreaking situation like that!"

I couldn't help but snigger when Mario said that. He frowned at me but I didn't care. 

"Next week i'll make sure you wont stay at Ariel's. You're either living on the streets or going to your parents."

My slight smile faded away and was replaced with a look full of worry. 

"Mario why do you always have to make things difficult for me?"

Mario rolled his eyes and it took so much to not punch him. Instead, I grabbed my things and stormed out of the room. 

I stormed out of the house and began walking through Ariel's street. Ariel wouldn't leave me, she wouldn't allow me to stay on the streets. She'd understand and let me live with her, i'm sure.. But also, how will my parents find me? If I don't tell them where I am I could get away with it, unless I have to live on the streets. Then i'd have to go back to England.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

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I DON'T KNOW IF I WILL BE ABLE TO UPLOAD CHAPTERS ON SUNDAY UNTIL 5TH AUGUST. I WILL TRY THOUGH. IT'S A LONG STORY WHY BUT I PROBS WILL BE ABLE TO, JUST WANTED TO LET YOU ALL KNOW JUST IN CASE. 

ALSO SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER WAS QUITE SHORT, I DIDN'T WANT ANYTHING ELSE TO HAPPEN, I WANTED TO LEAVE IT AS A CLIFFHANGER.