Hey guys, i changed the song cause i love this one more.
Severen's POV
It's been three weeks since we found out about Maria and the committing to suicide. She told us that she couldn't stay around until her uncle thought she wouldn't come back or something. I'm still trying to figure it out.
Every now and then we would get videos of her and Kyle and where they were. We saw that they went to Chicago, Vegas, and they were in Dallas at one point. After Austin, we didn't hear from them. I'm getting worried. Well, more worried.
We are in the choir room getting ready for thanksgiving break when we saw something on the projector (we keep it down just in case).
We saw Kyle's face. "Hey everyone back home. We got back to Houston a few days ago. We've been staying with some of y'alls old friends. Um, what was their names again sis?"
Maria stepped into sight. "It's john and his big sister Crystal. " Just then, she smiled. "I'll be home soon guys. I'm just trying to clear everything up with my other family and friends. I'll see you guys soon." She winked and left. Kyle looked where she exited at leaned in closer to the camera.
"Ok guys, I didn't want to spoil this but I'm that kind of person. She found a crazy scientist man who made her a portal for us back to New York! We're about to come through!" He turned his head. "Crap! I gotta go! We'll see you all in a sec!" He hung up.
"Holy shit!" I was laughing with joy. "She's coming home today!"
Before anyone could we felt wind coming into the classroom. What the fuck? How is that possible? The door not window is open.
The wind started getting harder and harder and we had to go behind the bleachers to take cover. Everyone ducked their heads but I was watching the whole thing. I saw a body pop out of the ceiling and land on the ground a few feet in front of the window. I stood up and said, "Kyle?"
He looked at me and stood up. "We made it!" He started cheering and said, "Mimi we're back! We're-" he looked around for a few moments, "sis! Where are you?"
Another wind storm rushed into the class and made Kyle get pushed into the piano.
"Shit!" he yelled as he grabbed his arm, which was now bleeding. A huge crash came from the window and I couldn't see what happened but something rushed into the boxes we have for packing.
I rushed over to the boxes to see Maria rubbing her head, looking really hurt. "Maria!" I ran to her and started to help her up. She couldn't stand so I helped her stand up by leaning on me. I walked her to her mom, who was now, along with the others, coming from behind the bleachers.
"Sis," shouted Kyle, "are you alright?!"
"Yea, just a little dizzy. I think I hit my head on the piano." She rubbed her head as I helped her sit on the bleachers (bottom row of course). She looked really upset all of a sudden. "I guess you all are pretty disappointed in me, huh?"
"No!" I sat next to her. "We understood why you felt like you needed to do that. But you could have gone home when we were still in Houston. You could have stayed with me or Lily or someone until you found your mom."
"Yea," her other brother sat down on her other side, "and you were friends with almost everyone here and you could have messaged me or mom. And why didn't you tell Allie when that man was beating you?"
"Because he threatened to hurt me. After a while I didn't seem to care and he saw that too. So he changed it to finding and hurting you all, plus everyone back home. And he only beat me three times a week and the other times he would lock me in my room. And he would call me by my name only when aunt Allie was around. And for some weird reason, the day Kyle came was when he said that I could tell you guys who I was." She laughed as she said the next part. "And that sucked too cause I had a whole act ready for y'all."
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The secret life of a goth chick
RomanceA young 17 year old girl name Maria just suffered a great lost in her family. Now, she is living with her godmother and her abusive uncle in New York City. She has always been the shy girl. She had a lot of friends back home in Texas, but after her...