THIS BOOK WILL HAVE VIOLENCE, SELFHARM, STRONG LANGUAGE (ECT)! SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
14 year old Skyla recently moved to Omaha, Nebraska to get away from her past, and because her father got a better job. Her brother is Cameron Dallas. She...
***Lets just say, these are Skylas and Cameron Younger siblings...but just imagine them being a lil older***
Skylas POV
I finish with my shower and get dressed. I hit the home button on my phone to see if I have any notifications. I have none. I grab the blow dryer and start to get ready to pick up the kids.
One my hair is dried, I throw it up into a messy bun. I put a bandana around my head like a head band. Like the picture below
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I looked in the mirror and nodded with approval. I skipped doing makeup, just because I don't need it, I'm just picking up two weirdos :) I sigh while walking out of the bathroom
Phone? Check. Purse? Check. Extra money? Check, I mumbled while grabbing my things and walking down the stairs. "I'm heading out to pick up Jasmine and Daxton" I yelled before going out the door. "K. Pick up food?" He said in a question kind of tone. "Sure" I said and closed the door.
****LETS JUST SKIP HER DRIVING BECUZ, YAH KNOW, I GOT NOTHING TO SAY****
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****SHE IS NOW PULLING INTO THE HOTEL PARKING LOT****
I turn down the volume and put my car in park. I text my mom so she knows ahead of time that I'm hear.
I got a text from Cameron:
Bro👦: Hey, Meet me at Pizza Hut. I'm @ a meeting w/ Bart...so yeah.
Me: Alright. Just now picking them up, so...See ya in 40 mins? 😈
Bro👦: K.
I walk into the Hotel. "Skyla Dallas" I tell the lady in the office. She looks at me firmly "Okay, Room 87, floor 6" I nod my head and walk towards the elevator. I smile at the thought of seeing the rest of my family. **Ding***Ding***Ding** the elevator makes the noise, alerting me each time we reach a story. I glance up and notice that I was on floor 6. I sigh and walked out of the elevator as soon as the door opens.
"69, 70.....76, 77, 78...80, 80" I say while looking for there room
"87" I jump with joy. I Calm myself down so the kids don't hear me. Before knocking on the door, I quickly send a message to Cam
Bro👦: I'm @ the hotel now, standing in front of there room...I'm so stoked 🤗
I waited for a reply, but there was none. So I knocked on the door.
