A long way home {a Shawn Mendes fanfiction}

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"ASHLEY!!" My mom yells, the third time "COME DOWNSTAIRS!" I quickly get my make-up on and I run downstairs "I'm ready" I look up and sigh. "You're late!" My mon opens the front door while I'm getting my shoes on. I grab my bag and get in the car.

The bell rings "Well, fuck" I run into the school, seeing my friends are waiting for me "it's okay, the first class is cancelled" says my best friend Olivia. Emma laughs "ha you thought you were late? You're lucky today!". I'm surprised "ugh okay" we sit down and chat a bit. Waiting for the school day to begin, together with my best friend squad, Olivia, Emma and Abigail

"Fi-na-lly" the bell rings and Emma and I basically run out the class followed by Olivia and Abigail "what an horrible day!" Abigail laughs "i've got to go home immediately, I have to pick up my brother from school and help my mom, bye!" Everyone says bye and she walks away. We sit in a group with some other girls and chat a bit. I stand up, telling them "I've got to go too, bye girls see y'all tomorrow!" I hug everyone and I go home.

"Hey mom, I'm home!" I walk into the room and see my dad "huh what are you doing here? You're always at work?!" I tell him as if it were a questions. I greet both of my parents "mom? Have  you been crying? What's wrong?" My dad looks at me "I'm sorry Ash... just... sit down" I sit down next to my mother and I ask again "what's wrong?" My dad takes a deep breath "well, Ash" my mother looks at me "we're betting a divorce..."

That was where my world collapsed, I stood up, tears forming in my eyes. I ran upstairs and locked my door. My perfect life was over.

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Everything in my life had been perfect, I had a 6 year old brother, Matthew. We lived in a nice home, nice neighborhood. I had good grades, I had real friends, no trouble boyfriends. No fake, bad friends. I wasn't popular or anything but I had my little squad with my best friends and all the other girls in my class were just friends. Like there wasn't really anybody that I hated or anything that I'd done that'd be a reason to hate me. My teachers didn't hate me since I did do my homework, after school I did swimming and played the piano. I wouldn't know why I couldn't call my life perfect.

But that seemed to be over by now. The worst was that I didn't really understand why they're betting a divorce. Did they fight? Did my mom or my dad cheat? And do I want to know?

I hear my mom yelling up the stairs "I'm picking Matt up from school hun!" And I heard the front door shut close after that.

I pulled out my math homework and started on the sheet. When I finished it I heard my mom and Matthew coming home. As I expected, Matthew climbed up the stairs and walked into my room. "Hi Ashy" he climbed on my bed and sat down on it. "Hey Matt, how was school?"

"Mh good. But this boy, Nathan, keeps telling me that I'm bad at school and he tries hitting me when Ms. Alligator is not watching!" He crosses his arms againts his chest

"That's not nice"

"I know"

"No, I mean, to call Ms. Aligander, Ms. Alligator"

"Oh, but she's not nice"

"Matt" I turned to face him and gave him an angry look. He chuckled and got off of my bed. "You're no fun today"

"Are you leaving?"

"Nah"

He climbed up the chair next to me and started drawing while I finished my other homework sheets.