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The words hit me straight in the heart.
"What?" I exclaimed, rushing to my feet in both anger and fear. "I... I must've heard you wrong, because I swear I heard you say that-"
My dad took my hand in his, stopping me with a worried glaze over his eyes. "We're moving." He said flatly.
"No...." I said, shaking my head furiously. "No. No. No! NO!" I pushed my father away as he reached out to grab my hand, but I slapped it. "Leave me alone!! I HATE YOU!!
My father flinched at how harsh the words and sounded coming out of my mouth. He'd never flinched so much within the fourteen years of my life I had seen him. I glared at my parents before running up the stairs, slamming the door closed to emphasize the point that I didn't want to be disturbed and threw down the duffel bag out of my closet. As I began shoving my clothes into the pockets of the luggage, I reached for my phone and looked up to see picture of me and her hanging on the wall.
"Kamryn." I whispered under my breath as her name flashed across my mind.
Me💜:
hey
Bam-Bam Kam🥰:
hi
Me💜:
I crying so hard rn 😓😓😓
Bam-Bam Kam🥰:
Why?
Me💜:
We're moving.
Bam-Bam Kam🥰:
Wow...
I sat there, wiping the tears that had fallen off my cheeks as I focused on the light grey text box floating in the corner of my screen.
Me💜:
I told them I would kill myself before they forced me to move away.
I don't wanna leave here.
Because of you.
After a couple of seconds of waiting for her reply, I thought about the message I'd sent and wondered if she possibly was thinking that I was blaming her for anything.
Me💜:
You're the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Bam-Bam Kam🥰:
You're the best person I've ever met. You make me happy when I'm sad, you make me smile when everything seems so messed up. I love you to death.
A burning feeling had appeared suddenly inside my chest and I screamed out in pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. The words repeated inside my brain. A smile appeared and I started to laugh. Was this insanity? That buzzing feelings throughout your chest rising due to the small loss of life and the view of what was really reality and imagination.
Bam-Bam Kam🥰:
Please don't die.
It's worse than you leaving me.
Me💜:
I'd be gone either way.
With an exhausted and confused sigh, I threw the phone across the room and continued packing my things. After three buzzes, I finally gave up on ignoring her walked over to my phone.
Bam-Bam Kam🥰:
Kobi?
I want you in my life; I hope you know that.
You have two minutes to reply to this message before I walk over to your house and throw away everything you could use to hurt yourself and stay with you until you aren't suicidal anymore. Don't underestimate me, Kobi.
Me💜:
I'm still here.
I'm about to run away. I won't leave you; death or distance.
Bam-Bam Kam🥰:
You can live with me.
My parents won't let you live on the streets.
Me💜:
I won't leave you. I swear.
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The texts and messages between me and Kiera are actual texts. WE ACTUALLY TEXTED EACH OTHER THIS STUFF.
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The Move- A True Story
Teen Fiction"You know why you're here, don't you? Because of me. You always knew I hadn't gone away forever. I told you what would happen. I spelled it out for you." - This is my first published story ever, please don't judge...
