song: sunburn by muse
She was gone.
Why did she leave? After all of this?
He looked around his room. She took the cigarettes and the alcohol bottles with her. Of course.
"Why...?" On a side of that, shes been lying all this time. Not only to him, but to law.
She wasn't really a therapist. "Amazing. All daddy had to do was shake a few hands, enter in a couple numbers, and you were all set! No college no nothing! Way to speed through life honey!"
His voice repeated in his head. Echoing every last bit. How.. after all this.. She had everyone fooled. But it kind of made sense. An 18 year old like her, "not having to go to college" thats dumb. He should have seen through it. Why did she want to be a therapist anyway? That out of all jobs? If her father had that much money and power, why even bother living in a shitty town like this? In Oregon? All alone?
All other things pushed aside, who was she talking to? He sounded not so nice. He sounded dangerous.
Why do you even care Ross.
This isn't you.
You don't chase after people.
What has she done for you.
"Everything.. she supports me... shes my friend.. 'therapist.' I have to help her." he spoke to himself. He wasn't usually so humble. This wasn't him. He would usually lock himself in his room reading endless books, isolating himself from the world around him because nobody would accept him.
Nobody except for her.
Dad would be proud.
Ross raced down the steps;grabbing his jacket, phone, wallet, keys, and his small backpack which had all the things he would be needing.
He would be gone for awhile.
And with everything, he raced outside his home into the depths of the night. Who knew what awaits.
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Laura arrived to the junkyard, exhausted from the jog. She stood in the middle, waiting for a reply to her text message: I'm here, asshole!
She felt arms slither around her waist. She quickly removed them, stumbling forward.
"What the fu-" she turned to see the familiar face. Jack.
"Hello there. I didnt even recognize you the first I saw you. Look at you and your pink hair. You got sexier." he states. She gave him the look. "Shut the hell up pedo. You called and I'm here. I got a life of my own now, so quickly tell me what on earth you want so I can go." she changed her posture to a sassy one, crossing her arms and leaning a bit. He laughed a bit.
"A bit nastly are we? Chill out babe."
"Dont call me that." she said angrily. "Now what the fuck do you want before I walk away."
"Alright alright."
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Ross looked around the town, the night only getting darker and darker. It was 3 AM.(Technically morning)
He tried calling Laura numerous amounts of times, but she still wouldn't pick up.
He took a look around. The streets were completely empty. They looked abandoned even. Some stores were open however. These stores were things like the bar, or small convenient stores.
He sighed, looking at his watch for the 5th time. 3:03 AM.
If only he made out what the guy said at the end...
Ross thought for a moment. Where would a delinquent like person meet up at night...
He continued walking, bumping into a woman in a short red dress (Not like Ross would know anyway) that brought out every curve of her body. Isn't she cold?
"Oh my god, I'm really sorry." He apologized. What was somebody like her doing out on a night like this?
"Watch where your going next time. What are you even doing outside at 3AM?"
"I could ask the same." he remarks. "Especially a girl like you. Somethings bound to happen if you are walking around like that at this time of day. You should really go home. Bye now." he walks past the red head, continuing to look at his phone. His arm was suddenly grabbed.
"Can you help me?"
"Sorry, I don't do things for free." he turns to her, raising an eyebrow. "Quite the genius are you?"
"Yeah, actually." She chuckled a bit. "What your name?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know this was 20 questions. I thought you wanted my help." Ross says with an attitude. She put a hand on her waist. "Tch. Right. I'm Ella. How much do you want?" she searches her purse, pulling out her wallet. He put a hand on her wallet, moving it down. She looked up at him, confused.
"As much as I'd love some money, Its not dollars I want. I need some help too. I was hoping you could return the favor." he was smooth. She kind of liked that.
"I guess we both have a reason to be lurking around at 3AM." she laughed.
"It wasn't my choice."
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ahoy there
I literally have noO idea where im going with any of my stories anymore
I know how they end but im just like uhh how do I form this into what I need it to be uhhhhh
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dyslexic ❤️ raura
Fanfiction"They always say that dyslexics are actually born to be very successful in life. I never believed that, until I met you." ------------------------- Ross lynch has had dyslexia ever since he was really little. His mother started to notice his behavio...
