Twisted Journeys (remake)

Tears of.....Ignition? (Ch 2)

Bella's POV
I get off at my stop thanking the bus driver. I walk inside my house to be equated by my many sisters. Ariel. Delilah. Conner. Georgia. Anna. Hayden. Jenna. And finally. Tatiana. My mother should charge for her uterus. (Lolz) if you're wondering. I'm a twin. With Conner. She's a badass. And I've just been treated like crap. I get my phone out. "Hey." Jordan says. "Wanna run away with me." I ask her. "Where. When. Is Emma going." She quickly asked. "I'll call her after. It's today. When ever we can meet up. And we just go where the wind takes us." I say. "I'm in. I could use the break." She said in a nonchalantly way. "K. I'll call Emma now. You pack." I told her. "K bye." "Bye." We hang up. I call Emma. "Hey. Wanna run away with me." I ask her. I already know she'll say yes with no questions asked. "Uh. Duh. You know my life I need a day off." She smiled. I could hear it. "Okay. Text you later." I say. "Ttyl." We hang up. I get my old red backpack and set it on my bed. I put seven pairs of clothes in there. (Including pjs). My toiletries. My laptop. (Most prized possession that took 6 years to get) my books Took, The city of ember, In The After, To Bloody Neverland. My favorites. I pack my small memory box and yarn. I'm done. I decide to change. I put on black jeggings. A blue button up shirt. My red converse. And my sidemen hoodie. (They rock) I put my hair in a cute messy bun and re-adjust my glasses. I look at myself. Good. I grab my phone turn off the tracker and head out. No one noticed. No one. None off then ever notice. I walk to the side of my house and grab my scooter. I start to go to the park when those boys ran over. "Hey girl. Where ya going. To your mommy." They taunted. "Or to go kill yourself." They laughed. They always bully me. "If I wanted to kill myself is climb up your ego and jump down to your IQ and trust me. If I wanted to die. I'd already be climbing." I smirked. "Burn." One whispered. I scooted away. I started mumbling the cannibal song. (Media) and went to the park. I sat in the swing and texted them.

"At the park." They read it. A few minutes later they arrive. On there bikes. I don't have a bike. Neither does my twin. And we have the same body type. So everyone else has a bike. But they can't get us two. Hmmm. So no other bikes fit me. That's why I have this cheap excuse of a scooter. "Where to." Emma asked. "Wells Hotel and Cafe." Jordan suggested. We agreed and went off. My phone was bum barred by calls from my mom. She's was crying her petty tears. I've been gone for a while. Now she notices. How motherly.

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Rutrix
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