Nacyla's POV:
"You're what?" I asked shocked.
"I'm sorry sweetie, but some business came up back in Arkansas so we have to move back" My mom told me once more.
"Wait...do I have to go?" I asked.
"Only if you want to. Since your eighteen you are allowed to make your own decisions" My mom told me.
I sighed, "When are you and Dad leaving?". "Next week".
"Can you help me find an apartment?" I asked.
"Of course sweetie, but are you sure you want to stay here?" My mom pushed.
"Yes mom. I'm old enough like you said. I'll be fine" I smiled.
Truth be told I was scared. I have never been on my own before. I mean yeah I have gone places without my parents for a couple of days but this will be for the rest of my life.
I looked at my mom and smiled.
"Well, we better get lookin then!" I announced running to my room and grabbing a computer.
~a few hours later~
Finally after a few hours my mom and I found a perfect apartment not to far from here. We sent a message to the owner of the building and we set up a meeting for four o' clock tomorrow. I was now getting excited.
I was looking in my closet for something formal to wear. I wanted to look nice. For once. (You're all beautiful!). I finally found a nice dark blue dress that went knee high. I pulled it out and set it on my closet door. I decided to wear a rose gold necklace and wear my black flats with tan stockings.
I looked at my clock and noticed the time. "Holy shit its one in the morning already" I cursed to myself. I quickly put my hair back in a ponytail and jumped into bed and couldn't wait for the next day.
~time skip to the goodbye. Yes obviously Nacy got the apartment. Now on with the story~
It was another emotional day. Today was the day my mom and dad had to leave back to Arkansas. I ate my breakfast quickly and left my apartment as fast as I could. I grabbed my skateboard and headed down the sidewalk.
After about ten of so minutes I finally reached the house I lived in for the past 2 1/2 years. I noticed my dad taking out some boxes. I got off my skateboard and picked it up and went over to help my dad.
"Hey sweetie can you grab the last two boxes?" My dad asked.
"Mmhm sure dad" I tossed my board to the side and went inside the house.
It was empty. Completely empty. Nothing. No picture. No furniture. Nada. It was very saddening. But what can I do? I looked around the house and noticed the last two boxes were by the stairs. I grabbed them and brought them outside to my dad.
So I decided that I wanted to make this stretch a bit longer since its the possibly last book of this series. Unless you guys want another book. What's that called? A trilogy? Or is that just for movies. What the hell is a forth book called? Comment down below if you know. Anyways my smol potato's remember to,
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