· My Echo · A Mikey Fusco Love Story {COMPLETE}

• My Echo • A Mikey Fusco Love Story ❤ [1]

Another storyyyy!!

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"You never really cared, did you?! All I am to you is the mistake that wasn't supposed to happen, that's all I ever was to you!" Rachel screamed at the woman standing in front of her as tears streamed down her face, "That's why you're sending me away! All I am to you is a reminder of him, and a reminder of what a whore you were!"

"Don't you ever talk to me like that!" The woman snapped, slapping the gorgeous Rachel across the cheek, her rings digging into her skin.

"Don't ever talk to you like that? What about the way you talk to me?! Why should I respect you when you don't respect me?" Rachel spat, stepping back from the woman she once called her mom as blood slowly spilled out of the cuts that were now across her cheeks, "All my life, you have treated me like shit. Like I'm not even here. Where were you that day 4 years ago, when I was raped in our own home by one of YOUR boyfriends? WHERE WERE YOU MOM?! I'll tell you where. You were passed out on the couch high off your fucking ass! What did you do when I told you? When I came to you crying the next day? You told me to fuck off and go tell someone who gave two fucks. So why should I respect you, when all I have ever gotten from you were nasty comments?!" The tears were flowing harder as she stared at her mother, her face full of rage as she screamed all the horrible things she had done, "You had me when you were 15, because you were a whore, and you still are. All you do is sit around on your lazy ass and have sex with men for money, just like you did when you got pregnant with me. Everyone thought your life would change when you had me, but it didn't. It just got worse. So you know what? Fuck you. You want to send me off to New Jersey? Go the fuck ahead. I don't need you. I've never needed you," she stared at her mother in a blur of tears and backed away from her as she raised her hand again.

"RACHEL!" The woman screamed as she took off running out the door.

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The brown haired boy tapped his knee as he stared out the window and down at the clouds. He was on yet another plane, but this time he was going home. He finally had some time off, and he was spending it with his family.

"You excited to be going home?" Asked an older lady from next to him and he smiled at her, giving her a confused look, "Oh my," she laughed, patting his youthful knee, "I have 5 granddaughters and you're all they can talk about... except for one," the smile on the woman's face faded and her gaze became distant, "I don't talk to my 6th granddaughter..." Mikey stared at the woman sitting next to him, and was intrigued by the memories he could tell she was having. Mikey had always enjoyed listening to older people talk about their lives when they were younger, and this woman was no exception.

"If you don't mind me asking, why don't you talk to her?" The old woman looked at him for a moment, before smiling softly at him.

"Do you mind if I start from the beginning?" She asked, and he gave her a soft smile and shook his head. "My first daughter, what a beautiful thing she was," she started, gazing in front of her at the seat again, "She was a bit troubled as a young child, and I suppose she's still a bit troubled. She had the world in the palm of her hands, she could do anything with her life, but all she wanted was someone to act like they cared for her. She slept around with many many boys, until one day, when she was 15, she had become pregnant. Now me and her father knew it was bound to happen, but we thought once it did, she would change; we were wrong. That child was doomed to a life of hell the day she was born," the old woman shook her head as tears slowly formed in her eyes and she began to pat Mikey's knee, "I don't know what happened to her. My daughter took off with Rachel, which was her daughter's name, when she was 5 years old, and I haven't heard from her since. I've tried to contact her, and I even got through on the phone once, but all I heard was yelling and Rachel's scared little voice as she said goodbye and hung up the phone," the old woman shook her head and continued to pat Mikey's knee.He looked down with a sorry expression.

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Soooo...

It was kind of boring.

But. Whatever.

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