~Your P.O.V~
I sighed as I passed multiple houses while searching for another place to spend the night.
Adrien's words on the street the other day continuously running through my mind.
Why don't you go to your parents house?'
And at this point., I was beginning to feel as though going back to my parents' house was currently my only choice that didn't result in my getting Hypothermia from sleeping on the streets.
I raised my hands to my head and started to massage my temples, doing my best to remember where I'm the hell they even lived.
After a few minutes of walking aimlessly I started to remember what they're house looked like and the path that had to be taken to get to the street they lived on.
It took me about half an hour before finally, I was standing in front of where I used to live.
It was a new looking house, very modern, painted with almost un-stained, crisp, white walls and there was multiple flower pots littering the front garden and the windows were clean, not a scratch on them.
I breathed in deeply, trying to work up the much needed courage to even approach the front door, never mind knocking on it.
After another few minutes of convincing myself I'd be alright before finally rapping on the door's knocker.
I heard footsteps approaching the door before finally a middle aged lady with dark brown, almost black hair opened the door, she was wearing a pair of loose jeans a plain light shirt, she was skinny and she wore light make-up.
She gasped when she saw me and her eyes looked to be filling with tears, she turned around and quickly called to her husband who also ran into the hallway.
As soon as I came into his sight his legs began to wobble and his bottom lip began to quiver and I believe that he almost fell to the floor before he staggered towards the door.
I quietly muttered an 'Overdramatic' before the two enveloped me in a tight hug, neighbours were coming out from their houses to gaze upon the 'heartwarming' scene before eventually my parents took me back inside the house.
My mother was smiling brightly as she wiped a few tears from her eyes as she sat down on a chair next to the kitchen table next to my father and I sat across from the two of them.
Eventually, my father started talking, a smile still ever present on his face,"Dear, where'd you go? Your mother and I have been so worried! I-" he shut up when he saw my glare.
"If you'd like you can drop the act now, we're inside." My father glared at me with the intensity that would scare away a deer before he even got close to it.
His eyes continued to harden as mother dearest ran off to have a smoke, one of her nasty habits.
My father got angrier by the minute, he suddenly got up and grabbed me by the arm, dragging me up the stairs before almost throwing me into an almost empty room, there being a mattress and a light blanket on the floor.
"You're not to leave this room! Your mother and I will drive you to and from school each morning and don't even fucking think about trying to run away again," he then slammed the door shut and stomped back down the stairs.
I sighed again, "Guess I'm stuck here for a while then!"
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Fanfiction(Name) was a self-isolated girl,she only spoke when needed or needed to put someone in their place,so moving straight from (You're home country)to Paris with her parents was not a good move... The school she was thrown into was full of people with i...
