I walk up the stairs and into my room, then lock the door. I take out my phone and slide down the door with tears. I grab it and call him.
Hello?
I-I can't d-do this anymore, E!
K, what's wrong?!
H-He's gone t-to far!
What happened?!
I-I told h-him my s-score on th-the ACT, a-and he d-didn't care! H-he yelled at m-me, and t-told me to sh-shut up!
I'm tired of this, Katie Lynn! I get a call from you twice a week with you in tears telling me about that jerk! I'm booking a flight, then I'm gonna take you to Atlanta with me! I'll be there tomorrow!
I hear a bus on the other line, and know that he hung up. What did I just do?! I just made things so much worse!
There's a knock on my door, so I unlock it then step back. "What are you blubbering about?!" Dad asks. "N-nothing, s-Sir." I say and he rolls his eyes. "Get to your homework!" He yells then walks out.
I grab my suitcase from under my bed and start packing. I get a text.
Pack enough clothes for a month. Pack nice clothes, a bathing suit, PJs, fancy clothes. Soccer stuff, writing stuff, money, phone stuff, pictures, girl stuff. Your birthdays in a two weeks, and I'm keeping you till then.
-Bubba
I pack shorts, pants, leggings, tank-tops, t-shirts, day time dresses, cocktail dresses, bathing suit, and PJs. I pack all my soccer stuff, pictures, girl stuff, hair stuff, shoes, jewelry, and makeup. in my suit case.
In my back pack, I pack books, journals, pens, portable charger, headphones, ponytails, money, card, and my ID.
I then put it all by the door and my phone starts to blow up.
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Little Somerhalder
FanfictionWhen Ian gets a concerning text from his little sister, he flies out to Oklahoma to bring her back to work with her. Once in Atlanta, he introduces her to the rest of his co-workers, but her eye strays to one in particular. Can he take her broken...
