Emaleia's POV
I kick off my shoes as I enter my home, "Hi dad." I wave .
"Hello Leia," he smiles back. Hearing him call me Leia crushes me inside, every damn time. That's what my mom used to call me. Before she passed away my dad would call me Ema. . . Now that she's gone he uses her nickname for me, considering that is what she originally intended my birth name to be.
"I love you dad," I wrap my arms around him in a hug.
"Honey what is that for?" He pats my back.
"Just wanted to let you know," I kiss his cheek and run upstairs.
My dad and I never really got along, that is, until my mom died. Once she was gone we realized the stupid bickering needed to stop. We put our differences beside. We're all each other's got now.
My room isn't all unpacked yet, so I scan the cardboard boxes until my eyes land on the one labeled 'summer clothes.' Eh, it's only May, but I mean we are going swimming so I might as well look cute!
I quickly pull out a cute black, strappy bikini that hugs my curves, along with a dark-wash pair of jean shorts. I pull out a few different tops but ultimately end up choosing a cropped olive green sweatshirt, just incase it gets a bit cold.
"Hmm, now for shoes. . ." I say to no one in particular as I search through another box. ". . . ah! These are perfect," a strappy black pair of heels that match my bikini will look killer with this outfit. I change, and throw my long black hair into a sleek, high ponytail. I grab my car keys and I'm off.
"Hey dad, I'm going to a friend's house for a pool party."
"Are you coming back tonight?"
"Of course, we have school tomorrow, bye, love you!" I excitedly run to my car. My dad doesn't really give a shit about what I do. Neither of my parents did. I've been through alot and he knows I can keep myself safe.
I'm about to call Grayson when I take a look at his contact name again. It makes me giggle.
"Hey, I'm about to leave right now. Where am I going?"
"Oh hey Ema! It's 44 Sunflower Drive. You should probably type that shit into google though, our house is pretty far out of town."
"No problemo, Gray-so-ndissimo." (omfg pronounce it like Juandissimo from fairly odd parents lol this made me laugh my ass off)
"Emaleia, that was cringy as fuck," he says between laughter.
"Eh, you know you love it. Okay, I'm gonna go, see you in five!" I smile as I hang up.
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This must be the place. . . I take one look at their house and immediately get insecure. This place is huge. Things are getting better now, but I didn't grow up as fortunate. I do my best to shake the thoughts out of my head. It's in the past Emaleia, just let it go.
"Hey!" One of the boys call out to me, shaking a towel over his wet hair. Fuck, he looks good.
"Hi. . ." I start, confusion obviously in my voice.
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grief // e.d
Teen Fiction'I reach to the sky and call out your name. And if I could trade, I would.' It feels like heaven's so far away. In this fic, Ethan loses the love of his life and you will watch how he deals with missing her, while also watching him internally strugg...
