The Broken

Chapter 1

Milo POV~

"Yeah you better run" I heard the blonde headed boy from behind me snickering with his friends. I can feel my breathe start to even out as I finally see my house in the distance. The tears that had been running down my face like the Great Niagara falls were now drying up. Once i got to my door I inhaled sharply. opening the door to hear my mother in the kitchen starting dinner. My father listening with heart eyes as she tells him how her day was. "Milo, baby what are you doing here so late its 4:37 and I-" she cuts herself off when she sees my face. "Oh honey come here. Whats wrong my sweet angle?" I look up at her and then back at the ground. "W-well people are mean." I mumble out. "hey sport, how wa- Oh." My mother hit him lightly and I giggled softly. I loved the fact that they were madly in love. It made me happy. "Mom, Dad never leave me." I say with a sigh "Why would we ever?" my father asked me.

I woke up from the same dream or shall I say nightmare that has haunted me since I was 13. That's when my mom passed away. Now I have to suffer the consequences. I hear a soft knock on my door I intimately know its NOT my "father". Instead its my best friend who is like a father to me. His names Garrett but we call him Gar-bear or G. "Milo, babe you need to get up we have school in 30 minutes and you'r dad left already." Oh thank god I thought to myself. Garrett walked into my closet most likely picking out my clothes. "Here you go Milo and pick out a cute flower crown to go with it spice it up a little." Garrett says like a mom waiting for her son to find a girlfriend but in my case boyfriend. I giggled softly nodding my head to say thank you.He turns on his heals to leave then. Stops and says "Do you want to stay at my house tomorrow? since you know the....." his vice laced with sadness and pain trails off. I know what he means . My mom died 3 years ago tomorrow and i found out quickly that my dad hates that day. Garrett knew my mother very well. He "baby sat" me the night of the accident. He was freshly 16 and our parents were BEST FRIENDS. So we have known each other since we were kids. I'm currently 16 he is about to turn 19 he's also about to graduate in a few weeks.

I get up and hug him from behind which really didn't work since hes like 7'8. okay maybe more like 5'11 but still that is tall compared to my 5'3 figure. I know i'm short why am I short I have No clue once so ever. "Okay little one get dressed and meet me outside we have to leave in 17 minutes and pick up the Twins." He turns to leave this time he doesn't stop. I pick up the baby blue over sized hoodie he left out for me. He matched it with black skinny jeans. Cute I think and roll my eyes. Now do I want a beanie or a flower crown. Hmmmmmm I think today I'll go with a baby blue and white flower crown. I place it gently on my head I slip some black vans. I walk quickly to my bathroom I grab my tooth brush and brush my teeth. A few minutes later I am out the door and into the G's car. Once i'm situated he hands me a chocolate muffin and a mocha. I nod my head to say thank you he smiles. "So were picking up the twins then to school we goooo!"

I sit silently listening to the twins argue over whose the hottest boy alive. "...No hes not that cute. Gray is def cuter." "your right Grays cute but E is hot" Ah the Dolan Twins a common topic in this "family". We all have Something to say about those to babes. Me personally would take both.

Were soon in the school parking lot."Only 3 weeks left of school little one" I snap my head to Lo aka Lorcan that is standing at my window. Everyone else is already out of the car. I stay seated in G's car not wanting to face the Hell in front of me just yet. " Hey did you hear that Lindsey and JT broke up?" I could hear someone say. even though i now it was Tate he some how always knew the News before anyone else. "How do you know this time Tatum? did your camera crew catch this weeks episode of Popular Hoe's?" G asked everyone laughed at his joke i let out a little chuckle. Lo opened the car door for me. "Little one." he says acting all proper and holding out his hand for me to take. I grab it and give a little curtsy playing along with his childish act. He laughed and pulls me into him giving me a tight reassuring hug. He lets go and we all start walking to the front gates. God please bless this day that i have to spend in Hell Amen. I silently pray.

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Should i leave writer notes at the end of these? Also posting once a week so I plan on writing a lot over Christmas break. maybe I'll do a Christmas special.
~Sarah Mojica