Trash: A Collection of Stories

Chapter 7

Nov 15, xx10

Dear Laxus,

Jeffrey had some guys over last night while Josh and Miles were at the movies. He told me to put on my outfit, which by the way, is the only other pair of clothes I have. I kept forgetting to mention that, along with the no shower deal, comes along no clean clothes. I guess it's better to present myself in cleaner clothes than in the clothes I've been wearing since I got here almost a month ago.

It's really been almost a month, I can't believe it has gone from one week to a whole month. A month away from Lisanna and Elfman, a month away from you. I never thought I would ever survive more than a few days away from you guys. I feel so home sick, more than when mom and dad abandoned Lisanna, Elfman, and I at the home.

I got so far off topic, Jeffery had a few guys over last night. They were drunk before they even stepped into the door. One pulled me into his lap, and there I was held captive for the night. The guy looked to be in his mid twenties, I asked him to let me go, but that only made his grip on me tightened. I was so scared, but Jeffery was there and kept telling me these guys were fine, they weren't going to do anything.

The guys are crashed on the floor and couch, its so early, no one is up, and the sun is just starting to rise. I'm writing this in the light shining through the basement window. Josh locked me down here, he came home from the movies mad, and I guess Miles had enough of him and let him take it out on me.

Laxus, I want to go home. Please, have anyone at the home write to me if you are still upset. I just need someone to tell me everything will be ok.

Sincerely

Mira