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(Play the "song" above I think it fits perfectly)

Bianca's POV
Thursday: 10:21 AM
Home.

Me and Grayson arrived home at 10, I wonder what Ethan is doing. "Ethan?" I yell, I heard ruffling upstairs, I looked at Grayson and he nods.

I quickly went upstairs to check on Ethan. I unlocked his door and he looks up at me quick.

"B-Bianca? Are you okay!?" He said, he stands up and ran up to me, he gave me hug.

"Whats going on Ethan?" I pull away. He grabs my cheek and sighs. "Im so glad you're okay."

"Whats going on!" I said. He squeezed his eyes tight. "I thought Ellie hurt you, I know how she is.."

"Im fine Ethan, its okay, me and Grayson handled everything.." I said.

"Im still sorry about her." He hugs me one more time. "E-Ethan, you're-"

"Oh sorry." He chuckles a bit and lets go of me. Grayson then walks in the room.

"You guys good?" He said, leaning on the door.

"Yeah, I was just about to leave." I said, I give both of them a simple nod. I then left the room to go to my own room instead, I wore a large shirt and kept the shorts on.

I lay on my bed as I pull my phone out which was under my pillow. I put it back under my pillow realizing that I don't need it for now. I then immediately grab my remote and turned the tv on.

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Time Pass

I heard my phone ring, so I immediately pull it out.

Someone was calling me but it was an unknown number.

"H-Hello?"

"Hello!? Bianca... My poor baby.." A lady cried.

"Who- Who are you? H-How did you get my number..?"

"Bianca.. Im sorry.. Please come back to me and your father! We've been looking for you.. "

M-Mom and D-Dad? They've been gone for years, treated me like shit for years. And, looked for me for years.

"I-I.." I let a tear drop.

"M-Mom...?" I shockingly say. "I-I love you.."

"Mommy loves you back.. Please come back.."

FLASHBACK

"Mommy, I love you!" I happily say, I squeeze my teddy bear as I smile at my mom. The teddy bear that I was holding smells of strawberries and milk.

My mom giggles and cupped both of my cheeks, "Mommy loves you back..."

My mom turns around, as I watch the door open aggressively.

"Hi Papa-"

"Don't fucking call me that!" He yells, I then started to cry, my mom looks at me with worry. "Go" she mouths. I tried to run away, but my dad gripped my wrist and threw me on the floor.