The Girl

three

Ella lays next to Mason, restless. He invited her into his home. She didn't know why, but she gradually accepted the invite because she had no where else to stay. She stares at the ceiling, sighing every so often. She wonders if her parents dying was her fault. She believes it was even though she has no proof. Maybe I did something that God didn't like, and this is karma. Ella keeps thinking about what that something could possibly be. She has always been the quiet type of girl, so it was most definitely not her sassing off her parents or anyone else. She thinks maybe it was at school. After all, she was currently going to an extremely horrible school, or so her parents believed before they died. Maybe it was that time- Ella couldn't finish her thought. Not only because she couldn't think of anything, but also because she got interrupted by a loud thud. "What the hell was that?" Ella whispers to herself. She gets up and walks toward the old, white, creaky door that leads in and out of Mason's room. Creeeeaaak. Ella winces at the sound and looks back at the beautiful boy sleeping in the queen sized bed. She sighs in relief when he doesn't even move. She tip-toes down the wooden stairs until she enters the living room. She looks around to see if someone has broken in. Nothing. She slowly walks into the kitchen. She looks out the window and sees nothing. "what the fu-"

sorry it took so long.

also sorry it's so short

the next chapter will be out as soon as possible :)

-Hayley❤