Should I go in or drive home? God,I don't want to go. I rest my forehead against the wheel. I have to go. I don't want them to get in trouble. I got out El Morocco and walked towards the door of the police station,but stopped and ran back to Morocco. I can't do it. I want to stay with Kiara,Jake and Cole. God,this is so hard. I wiped the tears away and looked over at my phone. Should I call them? I jumped when there was banging on my window. My eyes widened when I saw Cole.
"Cole" I said
He opened the door. I backed up and Cole got in and moved closer to me.
"And where do you think your going?" Cole smirk
"Leaving" I told him
"Why" He asked
"I need to go before any of you get in trouble" I told him
"I don't care. I just want you here beside me" He told me
"This is how it ends,Cole" I told him,placing my hand on his cheek
"Please,don't. We can find a way" Placing his hand on top of mine
"He's going to find me. I need to go" I told him
"Dammit!" He yelled,hitting the dashboard
"Cole" I said,placing my hand on his shoulder
"Why do I have the urge to cry?"
"Because the women you love is leaving" Jake was on top of the hood
"What are you doing there?" I said,opening the door
"I wanted to see Cole cry" He said,sitting up
"He will because I'm going to turn myself in" I told him
"You make that sound like you're a criminal"
"I am to my father" I told him
"Don't go" Arms wrapped around my waist
I turned around and placed my hands on Cole's cheeks.
"I love you" I told him,lowering his face and kissing him
"Oh my god! You told Cole,you love him" Thanks,Jake for ruining the mood.
I got out of Cole's hold and walked over to Jake. I hug him
"Take care of him" I whisper
"I will" He whisper back
I let go of him. I walked over to Cole,grabbed his hand,and placed my keys in his hand.
"Take care of El Morocco" I told him
He didn't say anything. He just stared at me. I gave him one last kiss and walked towards the entrance of the police station.
"I love you,Genevieve!" I stopped and looked at Cole
"I love you too,Cole" I said,smiling
I walked into the police station.
"Hello,can I help you?" The police officer asked
"I'm Genevieve Hastings,daughter of Rafael Hastings" I told them
"Take a seat" She told me as she began to dial a phone number
I sat down and saw I had a unread message
From: Cole
I love you. I'll find a way to get you back. Don't forget about me,Jake,or Kiara. Stay safe. I'll watch over you. I love you and always will.
I rubbed my eyes,but the tears didn't end. I covered my mouth,but sobs escaped. Why am I crying? Over a message. God,I'm emotional.
"Ms. Hastings" I looked up
"Y-yes" I sobbed
"Are you okay?" I shook my head
"Your father is on his way" She told me
I got up and ran outside. I looked around. El Morocco was gone. He left.
"Cole!" I yelled from the bottom of my heart
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"Where is she?"
"Over here,sir" The door open and in came Father
"Genevieve" Father said as walking closer
"I hate you" I said
"That's not want I wanted to hear from daughter" Father said,sitting down in a chair
"Why did you come looking for me?" I asked
"My only child ran away from home,so of course I had to go looking for her"
"Stop lying!" I yelled,hitting the table
"I would never lie to you,Genevieve"
"That's a lie. The only reason you came looking for me was to marry me off" I told him, my breathing became rapid
"How did you know about that?" Father said,standing up
"I'm not like Kayla. When I turned the age of 18,you were going to set me up on dinners with your partners sons" I said
"And you will" He told me
"I will not" I said,crossing my arms
"You will and it's final" He said
"I don't want to be a wife at a young age" I told him
"And I don't care" He said,walking towards the door
"You wanted a son,but you got me. So,why didn't you try with Kayla?" I said
"Kayla,had two miscarriages and we later discovered that she couldn't have children" He told me
"Serves you right" I told him,walking towards the door and out
"Genevieve,you do not talk like that to me or Kayla"
"I was saying that to you because you don't deserve nothing. I feel bad for Kayla because she can never have a child. And let me tell you something, I hope Kayla leaves you." I told him,walking towards the black escalade
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Gone ✔
Teen FictionGenevieve lost her mother at the age of 12. After 3 months of her mothers death, her father remarried to her nanny. Now she's 18,ready to leave. That's been her plan ever since she was 14. Follow her on her crazy adventures. Possibly finding love...
