And I'm walking on a wire, trying to go higher, feels like I'm surrounded, by clowns and liars
Rose's P.O.V
"Why can't you be more like your brother?!" My father shouted, he was always like this- comparing me to other people, pointing out all my flaws, it's hard to see what good I actually have when people I care about point out the bad.
I bit my bottom lip tied my hair up in a bun, and continued to pack my bags.
"Rose!"
Shit
"You do know that our flight leaves in 2 hours right?" My dad was yelling from the kitchen like a damn maniac, "YES" I replied, I finished putting together my things, and stuffed them in my suitcase, we where moving to Miami, Florida for god knows what. I could hear the rest of my family downstairs, and my little brother squealing about 'catching waves' I honestly didn't understand why he's getting so excited, it is just a flight. I picked up my suitcase and my backpack and walked downstairs, My father glared at me, like if looks could kill, I would probably be dead by the one he's giving me right now. "What took you so long?" He Said sternly, I inhaled a little before replying, "for your information I was still packing" I said, his face didn't change much, maybe got a slight more angrier.
Soon after, the four of us arrived at the airport, when we boarded the plane and got into our seats, I found my myself in between Matthew and my father.
This was gonna be a looong flight.
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The Broken Ones
AventuraNya, Rose, Evelyn and Brooklyn have all been hurt before, Neither of them have ever really felt right, when their paths cross, they feel something they've never felt: Loved They actually found a place where they felt belonged, But what happens when...
