"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" I screamed at Gee
"I don't know mabye because Hailey left, and you were so fucking torn about it that you couldn't stop fucking talking about it." He screamed back
"Well I'm sorry that we lost our FUCKING DRUMMER."
"Why don't we all just shut up and start thinking about what were gonna do?" Ady busted in
"No, I'm leaving, I cant put up with this bullshit tonight."
I walked out the door everybody yelling for me to stop.
When I got outside I didn't even throw down my skateboard and get on it, I just ran....
I ran from my problems, like I always did, I always ran from my problems. I ran from my dad when he killed my mom, I ran from prom, I ran from Hailey. I know now, I can never face my problems if I keep running.
I dropped my stuff on the ground, I stopped dead in the middle of the sidewalk. I looked up into the night sky, and I cried.
"Mom, Dad, can you see me. Can you see what I'm doing. Are you happy? Your probably looking down at me disappointed at what ive become. I wouldn't blame you I'm disappointed too." I spoke in between sobs.
I looked up to see the perfect escape. The traffic. I got up off my feet, slowly walking twords it.
"Ireland. IRELAND!" A voice called.
"Stop Ireland, NO STOP!"
A pair of arms grabbed me and pulled ne into a tight hug, before I could make one steap into the oncomming cars.
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Cupcake Killer
Teen Fiction15 year old Ireland McLaren. Emo,Punk, and a skater. Her friends don't understand her at all, and she cant have a boyfriend to save her life. She plays guitaur for her band named The Cupcake Killers. Not only is she the led giutaur plyer for the ban...
