##Elizabeth
"Honestly I don't get why we have to move all the way across the country," I complain to my mother. "Its such a drag moving everything."
"I told you just to pack the neccessitys. Not your whole room," She said in a mocking tone. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. I countinued my way to the car dragging my giant luggage bag behind me.
##Callie
I cracked my eyes open only to be met with blinding bright lights. Ouch. I quickly closed my eyes. My lips were dry and cracked.
I felt soft fingers on my face. "Honey," I heard a voice say.
"Mom?" I attempt to say but my voice comes out hoarse. I open my eyes slowly, the light isn't blinding anymore.
"Here, drink this." She places a cup to my lips. Water, oh sweet water. Your my new best friend.
My mother is smiling at me but it doesn't reach her eyes. I can already hear her asking why I was smoking weed. Ha, it wasn't weed mother.
"Why were you smoking weed? You know you shouldn't be doing that," And my thoughts were correct.
"I'm sure the doctor already told you I wasn't smoking weed," I croak. My throat still a bit dry.
Her eyes fill with tears and recognition. The tears slip out. She covers her mouth with her hand to mufffle her sobs.
"Mom, if your going to cry, get out," I say with authority. She looks at me with wide eyes. She straightens her back and walks out with her head held high.
I look around the room. A couch is to my right underneath a window. The Tv is on, hanging from the ceiling in front of me.
My bag of clothes sits on the couch. Time to get out of here, I think to my self.
###Eliza
I'm sitting in the passenger seat of my moms car.
We're on our way to our new home.
"We're almost there!" My mother tells me enthusiastically.
I'm fumbling with the radio. "Ugh there's nothing good playing."
My mother swats my fingers away to change the radio station. She takes her eyes off the road for a few seconds.
I look up from the radio, "Mom! Watch out!"
###Callie
I'm lacing up my boots when the doctor comes in.
He clears his throat, "Miss what are you doing."
I panic for a second. "My shoe came untied. I'm waiting for my friend to get out of the bathroom. It might take her a while, if you know what I mean." I gave him an innocent smile.
He nods and turns to walk out. "By the way. I came in here to tell you you are free to go."
I scratch the back of my neck. Umpf.
I shrug my shoulders and walk to the elevaters. I press the bottom for the loby.
The doors open and I make my way forward. I hear a lot of yelling from the front desk. What the?
I procede with caution trying not to get into anybodys way. I see two stretchers with two woman on them. The one is dripping blood. The other has a teenage girl crying screaming for her mother.
###Eliza
Treats stream down my face, "MOTHER!" I scream over and over. There's blood all over her. Shes a mess but she cant be dead. "MOTHER!" I scream again.
A/N
A little tragedy. Awwe.
For now my chapters are probbably going to be short. Ill make em longer later.
Yes I will continuously jump from Eliza to Callie.
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thoughtless sanctuary
Short StoryEliza has had it rough. Callie needs an escape. They find eachother. Can they help one another? Or will both there pasts collide?