Miley Luna. A girl from the Bronx who was involved in Drugs. It all started with living with her father, who was shot 6 times by gang members. Her father was one of the top dogs in drugs who was set up. She had to move over to the prep side with her...
I wake up to banging on the door. I was hesitant to answer it at first. They kept knocking. I tiptoed down the stairs and grabbed a knife from the kitchen. I clutched it very tight in my hand. I tried to push the dresser away from the door quietly, but I guess they heard me.
???: POLICE
I sighed more relaxed and opened the door to see two police officers in front of a lady. I couldn't really see her face.
Police Officer(PO): Are you Miley Luna, daughter of Charles Luna.
Miley: Yes
PO: I am sorry to say he is dead. He was shot 6 times in the chest last night.
Hoping it was all a dream, I couldn't do anything else but cry.
PO: We know he was a drug dealer, and we couldn't ever put him away because we couldn't find any hard evidence. But, do you know anyone that would want to do this? Any specific gang member?
Miley: He never really talked about his "job."
PO: I see. Well you are underage and can't stay here alone. You understand that right?
Miley: Yes. So what? Am I now a foster child?
PO: Not exactly.
They moved out the way, so that I am face to face with a lady who looks a little like me.
???: Hi Babygirl
Miley: Who is she?
???: I am your mother.
Miley: What?
Mom: I know this is hard for you, and I understand if we aren't going to be close right away. Officers can you give us a minute.
They walked away, but I am still in shock.
Mom: I missed you.
Miley: Dad said you had me, then left because you said he couldn't provide. Then he made a promise that he will always be here to take care of me. And that's why he became a drug dealer.
Mom: I was a little harsh.
Miley: Little. I grew up without a mother. I had a period in 7th grade and thought I was dying because I didn't have a mother to tell me I am growing up. It wasn't until 8th grade until I found out it was normal. I got weird looks from people when me and my dad were hanging out. Someone even tried to arrest him, because he was in a Victoria Secret store following me around.
Mom: And I am so sorry. I just would like you to give me a chance to fix all of this. I want to have the baby of my first love with me. Even though we split, that doesn't mean I despise him. Please come live with me.
Miley: Where do you live?
Mom: On the other side of the Bronx. (I'm sorry. I don't really know much about the Bronx, so just go with it.)
Miley: The Rich and Preppy side?
Mom: Yes
Miley:*rolls eyes* I really don't want to become a Foster child, so I will.
Mom: OFFICERS!
PO: Yes
Mom: She said she will.
PO: Well we will have to hear it from her, just to make sure you aren't forcing her.
Miley: I want to live with her.
PO: Ok. Well you are allowed to take anything that is in this house. Anything you leave gets donated. Also here is everything that was with your father when he died. His credit cards have been deactivated. Any other questions before we leave you two?
Miley: No sir.
PO: Well I'm sorry about the news. I hope you enjoy your time. You have two days to get everything that you would like. Good Bye and good luck.
Miley: Thank you officers.
I shut the door.
Mom: So do you want me to help you pack.
Miley: No I kinda want to do this alone.
Mom: Well I have an extra room that can be yours. It already has a bed in it. You can put anything you want in it. I will come back in an hour to pick you up and take the anything that can fit in the car.
Miley: Ok. Also won't I need your number.
Mom: Oh yea.
She gave it to me and waved me goodbye before pulling off. I had the house all to myself. I first went through my dad's things. There were keys, change, and his wallet. I open it to see his drivers licence. I rub my finger ov er his face and a tear slips from my eye. I open the little side flap to see a folded piece of paper. I opened it and see Dear Miley. I read the whole letter before running down to the basement. I moved the box that said HEAVY in red. There was a wedged floor piece. I lifted it up too see 1 million dollars in cash in the floor board. I look up to the sky. "Thank you daddy." He left this for me just in case he ever died. He saved all this money for me. There also was a warning about my mom, don't trust. Even though she seems nice, I am still going to keep my eye out. I ran upstairs and packed everything I wanted. I put the money at the very bottom of my suitcase before putting a lot of clothes in it. I washed up and put on some new clothes.
-1 Hour Later-
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I opened the door to my mom and a girl that looked around my age.
Mom: Miley. Before anything else happens, this is your sister Jada (Up in MM).
Miley: Hi
Jada: Hi. You are so pretty.
Mom: Well Jada how about you help her upstairs while I put this in the car.
We went upstairs.
Jada: You are so pretty. You look just like my mom... i mean our mom. Sorry this is all new to me.
Miley: Same but it's OK. I'm done packing so all I have to do is take it down stairs.
Jada: Cool
When we got down stairs I notice that something isn't right. I ran upstairs into my dad's room and grab his famous chain. This was his favorite chain. I have never seen it off of my dad. I placed it around my neck. The house seemed so empty. I went back down.
Jada: You OK.
Miley: Yea. I just had to grab my dad's chain.
Mom: So he still has it huh?
Miley: Guess so.
We put everything in the car and drove off. I looked at the house until it was out of my sight. I guess I have a new family now.
