Life in LA with my brothers is definitely going to be different from life in Ohio without them. But like life always is, it's gonna be a hell of a ride.
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The next day, I wake up with someone lightly shaking my shoulder. My eyes flutter open and a concerned Daniel looms over me. I push myself up and prop my back on the headrest. I push my hair back as he sits down next to me.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asks.
"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine!" I exclaim, pushing myself out of bed.
He doesn't look convinced but says, "We have to leave soon."
I walk in the bathroom and he leaves, taking the bags with him. I get ready and leave the room. I wear a tank top with really thin straps and dark jeans. We go to the bus and I sit down.
A few minutes after the boys are talking and I'm sitting with my earphones in my ear, Zach approaches me. He sits down next to me.
"What happened?" He asks.
"Nothing! Okay!" I exclaim, frustration present in my voice. "I went out for a walk, and someone grabbed me! I ran away and here we are!"
"Then what's that on your arm?" Asks Jonah, peering over at my arm.
I follow his gaze to a small cut on my arm. It wasn't from what they thought but I didn't want to explain. See, life in Ohio wasn't as perfect as LA but I don't want to think about it.
"It's nothing," I say, covering it up and sitting somewhere else.
Daniel approaches me and asks, "It's not nothing, what is it?"
"Let's just say that life isn't as great as we want it to be," I reply, effectively shutting him up.
I put my earphones back in and put it at full volume, communicating that he should leave. He gets the hint and walks away. I fall asleep and I wake up when we're there already. I don't talk to anyone and stay isolated.
Why did he have to ask me if I'm alright so many times? Doesn't he trust me to know if I'm alright?
That night, I sleep on the absolute edge of the bed. I tense up as Daniel decides whether or not to try to talk to me. He decides not to and I know his choice is for the better but it still hurts me. I don't know why. I know that I will lash out if he talks to me but it hurts that he didn't try.
Trouble in paradise? 😬 Although, don't worry... there will be a happy ending. I'm a sucker for happy and cheesy endings. However, how they get there might not be so happy.
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Spicy or cheesy cheetos?
Spicy... duh! Although, it isn't really spicy for me... the only one that really has a kick to it is the XXTRA spicy ones.
