Broken (ZonniquexBahja) *Editing*

3

Lauren❤️^

"Zonnique."

I groaned and rolled over, feeling someone shaking me.

"Girl." I felt a big push.

"What?" I croaked out.

"I'm leaving for school. When you go grocery shopping don't get no nasty organic food. Get the good stuff because I don't wanna be--"

"Bye Lauren."

"I'm serious girl because you know you eat weird and it makes me so mad because the things that you eat, only cows would eat."

"Are you calling me a cow?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Get out and go to school."

She laughed. "I'll see you later. I'm gonna text you when I make it."

"Mhm." I turned my head to the other side sleepily.

I heard her feet move out of the room and then I heard the front door open and close. I stirred around in bed before realizing that there was no way I could go back to sleep.

I sighed and got up from my bed. I slipped on my house shoes and walked out, going into the bathroom. I did my morning business, and then brushed my teeth and washed my face.

After doing that, I went into the kitchen and looked in the fridge. Wow, Lauren was right, there really is nothing in here to eat. I looked at the clock on the wall seeing it was only 8:45.

Lord knows I don't have the energy to go grocery shopping right now. I went and got my phone out of my room and sat on the couch. We don't have cable, at least not yet. It's too much to juggle, so I brought us a small tv and a DVD player... We just watch movies all day.

It's honestly pretty chill, I go out and buy us new movies every chance I get. I know I don't have much, but I try.

When my parents passed, they didn't leave much... Not anything at that. My parents weren't rich, but they made it happen. Everything we needed, we got.

My parents passed when I was 14, Lauren was only 7 at the time. It was horrible honestly... I thought I was gonna die myself. Me being 14, with no money, no job, and having to care for a 7 year old... It was a struggle, plus trying to juggle school. I was very stressed.

I went into a depressed mode when I hit 16. Everything hit me, it all came to me that I was alone and I couldn't do anything. Lauren and I were out on the streets, we had lost our home and everything. Bills were too high, and we couldn't afford our parents home. Plus I was still out of a job...

I didn't eat for weeks, I wasn't sleeping, all I could do was cry. At one point, I passed out... Due to low blood pressure and stress. Lauren called 911 and when we got to the hospital, she told them what happened.

They threatened to put us into child services. I didn't want it to happen, I knew there was a possibility we would get separated. I told the social worker what really happened, from when my parents passed up until that moment.

She pulled a few strings and got us this very apartment. I couldn't thank her more for it, she started us off great... She brought us food, took us shopping, and even paid our rent for the first year.

After awhile, she lined up some job interviews for me. At first, I was working as a cashier at Family Dollar... But I quit because it wasn't working out well. I was only 16, and the manager was at least 30 and kept trying to get close to me. I couldn't do it... Although, he was paying me more than the average worker, I didn't wanna be his little victim.