Micky's POV
I was running and running until I finally reached their house. I was actually quite glad that they had their own house. The only reason they actually stayed at dad's was because of me. I guess they knew even longer than I thought because dad wouldn't beat me up as long as they were there.
I reached their house and knocked on the door. No one answered. I knocked on it again bit louder than before. Someone finally answered. Cristina.
"What? Why are you here?"
"Cristina." I say, tears forming in my eyes. She gives me a hug and brings me inside. We sit on the couch.
"What's wrong, sweetie?"
"Can I....can I stay at your place for a while?"
"Sure, baby. You can stay a long as you like."
"Thank you."
She lead me to my room. I actually have my own room because I used to always hang out at their place a lot.
I had enough clothes to last me for weeks. I lay lay down on my bed and I immediately fell asleep.
Timm's POV
Part of me wanted to chase her but the other part of me was telling me to stay here and give her some space. To the point that she would lie to me? She never really did like to lie.
I decided to just stay here and think.
You kissed her!
Our argument kept playing and playing over and over in my head.
I was happy for you. I was smiling that time!
I got mad at her. I got mad for a petty little mistake. I know her. She's always putting people before herself. She's always so giving. She's only like that because she doesn't want others to get hurt the way she does but I don't think she even realizes it.
I go to her room. I breathe in the fresh scent. It smelled just like her. I sound creepy don't I? Who wouldn't be creepy when you lose your love because of some stupid amnesia? I lay down on her cold, empty bed. I miss her. I stare at the ceiling.
What if she never comes back?
Does she hate me?
I made a huge mistake.
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I wake up the best morning. Micky hates skipping school. She HAS to come otherwise, she won't be able to go to school because her school stuff are here. That way, I'll be able to talk to her.
I hear a knock on the door. It must be her.
I head to the door and open it as fast as possible out of excitement. I've lost hope. It was Justin.
"Hey."
"Oh. Hey, Justin." I got my hopes up for nothing.
"You look a little down.
"No. I'm fine."
"Umm....Micky asked me to get her stuff for school...you know where it is?"
"Oh. Yah. It's right over there." I say, pointing towards her bag.
"Thanks, man." He says as he takes the bag and walks out to the door yet again.
"That's all you're here for?"
"Yah. I gotta go. I need to give this to her as soon as possible."
"....Good luck with that."
"Thanks." He says and leaves. I take my things and leave as well.
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My Stupid Little Life
Teen FictionThis is the story of a girl named Mickaella Jennes. Her mom is dead, her dad abuses her and her one and only best friend has become a jerk. She has two wonderful older siblings but other than that, her good grades and average looks, her life is horr...