Luna's POV
"So what's the show you auditioned for?" I questioned.
"Stranger things," Finn said looking at the sunset. My head turned to Finn , his hair was in curly locks , and his eyes glistened as the sun hit them. My eyes started to burn again , I couldn't hold it in anymore. Finally , a tear escaped my eyes, I looked away hoping Finn won't notice.
"Don't forget about me when your famous" I chuckled, soon enough I felt my head being lifted.
"hey,hey , don't cry." He said wiping away my tears. "Luna , you're my best friend, how can I ever forget your goofy ass," I laughed, still sobbing.
"How long will you be gone for?" He looked down sadly.
"A few months or so," I groaned resting my head on his shoulder. "God, imma miss you so much," I cried. " but I'm happy for you , and I know you'll have fun," We stayed in that position for a while, until my mom texted.
Mom:
Wher the fuc are yo??
Great , my moms probably drunk again. I sighed as I sat up and gathered my things.
"My mom wants me home now," he then started cleaning up also. As we finished we hugged ,
"I'll see you tomorrow?" He asked.
"Yeah," I smiled.
"Night bubba!" I grinned , Squeezing his cheeks.
"Night," he laughed rubbing his right arm.
I climbed down the rooftop and ran home , my house is just down the block from Finns house so it only took me 5 minutes to get there.
Once I got home , I checked the time, 10:43 pm
"Shit" I whispered to myself looking at the front door. My curfew was supposed to be at 10:30. I slowly opened that door and went inside, right when I stepped foot on the first stair case, I heard a beer bottle break.
"LunA iS- isss that YouU?" I closed my eyes as I heard my mothers voice. I quickly walked to my mother who was lying down on the couch, the whole living room smelled like beer and cigarettes. "Hey mom , I'm sorry if I'm late," I looked down not wanting to look at her. She was a mess, ever since dad left she become a alcoholic.
"C-come here," I didn't want to but my feet started walking towards her. Right when I was close enough , her hand met my face.
" why can't you ever l-listen to my r-rul-rules, I give youuu everrryyythinggg,whyy ?" She was slurring her words. The slap stinged and left a mark on my left cheek. I'm used to it though , to be honest , that slap was nothing compared to other nights. Sometimes she would beat me up till I was bleeding. After her "lecture" I headed up stairs and got ready for bed.
what a day.
Heyo! 🌈
xoxo
