My dad is.. (Lil Wayne fan fic) |EDITING|

Chapter 4 ~ The Move

Chapter 4- The Move

"Today is the day!" My mom smiles at me, "we are finally done moving in!" It was a week since the whole hospital incident. I wasn't excited about moving, but it wasn't far away, I mean we both live in Miami.

I was getting settled in to my room, unpacking. My room was lime green, medium purple and dark blue. It was a lot bigger then my old room, I had a huge TV, desk, computer, my own bathroom, and tons more! I had pretty much forgiven both of my parents, but it was still a little awkward.

I was sitting on my floor finishing unpacking, (I had one box left) when my mom and dad came in. My mom talked first.

"I think we should talk," Her voice made me jump, realizing they were there.

"Okay," I kinda shrug them off and keep unpacking. My dad sets the box on my bed and sits down next to me.

"Kayleen, what were you thinking?" My mom says basically screaming. 'Here we go' I think to myself.

"I can't believe you, you're 14 years old and smoking drugs! Look I know 'your life is so hard' I don't care, You have responsibilities too." At this point she was on her knees screaming in my face, and Wayne was trying to calm her down.

"Look Kayleen, your mom is right, you do have responsibilities," Wayne cut my mom off, then she cut him off again.

"I just want to know why, Kayleen. Why would you do this?"