you: (sitting on the porch)
Roc: y/n are you okay
you: yeah thanks, and I have one question
Roc: spill it
you: did you beat him up
Roc: yeah
you: (gets up and hugs him) thank you
Roc: (hugs back) your welcome
(your phones rings)
you: (answers) hello
Dad: Where tf' are you
you: I'm-I (gco)
Dad: shut up and bring your ass home now (hangs up)
you: (starts to tear up)
Roc: y/n are (gco)
you: can you take me home please
Roc: Sure come on (walks to his all blue Lamborghini)
you: (follows) nice ride
Roc: (smiles) thanks
you: you welcome
YOU ARE READING
"My Difficult Life"
Teen FictionHi I'm y/n, who is 18 years old and goes to East Coast High school. Yeah I'm a good student I make straight A's, and has a boyfriend name Jordan who is the caption of the basketball team and two friends name Ashley and Mi Mi. I'm in love w/ him and...
