Broken: A New Life. (Lauren Cimorelli Story. BOOK 2)

Chapter 15.

August 12, 2016.

I stood with a glass of champagne. We decided to celebrate our birthday with Christine with the family. I have long thought, two months, and now I finally place all points of the i.

"Mum, dad, brothers, sisters, Nick," I began, circling the table view, lingering for a moment on each person. "I want to tell you something. I'm... It's really hard for me, but nevertheless," I swallowed, feeling my voice faltered. "Christin, I'm so sorry," I have tears in my eyes looked at my older sister, who had a look like

"What?"

"I'm leaving the band."

"What?!" Christina and Dani.

"I decided," I raised my voice a little. "I'm sorry, girls, but it's not me... I tried to come back in six months, a band and this stuff, but I didn't work out..." a tear rolled down my cheek. "I can't, sorry... Dad, mom, can I ask you something?"

Mom nodded, wiping her tears. Dad looked at me attentively.

"Buy me, please, a small apartment in Los Angeles?" Dani gasped loudly, I looked at her. She looked at me with eyes full of tears, and then jumped up and ran to the second floor. I watched her and looked at the parents.

"Of Course, sunny," dad said dully. "I will. You're doing fine, my dear, you're doing fine..."

"Dani?" I knocked on the door to Lisa's and Dani's room.

Two weeks passed, the parents quickly found me an apartment, Dani did not leave the room since it. I just finished collect things and went on to say goodbye to her tete-a-tete. All the others are waiting for me downstairs.
Nobody answered, but I still dropped the handle and went in. Dani was lying on her bed, facing the wall.

"Go away," she said quietly.

I sighed, crossed the room and sat on the bed next to sister.

"Dani... I'm sorry..."

"Sorry?!" Dani sat up and turned to me. "You're breaking up with me! You're breaking up with me again!" She shouted with tears in her eyes.

"At This is the reason why," I said softly, "I just can't, Danz... I'm sorry... I don't want to lose you..."

I hugged my sister, that I have to answer, and so we sat for three minutes.

"You know?" I pulled away from sister. "you're sixteen. Problems and all that... quarreled with parents, you know where you can go," I smiled through my tears.

Danny laughed.

"Ok," she got out of bed, "Lauren?"

"Um?"

"We're going to Skype every day!"

"Good!"

"I love you."

"And I love you."