I didn't go to school. I didn't called any one up. I didn't speak to any one. I was just sitting in my room in the dark.
I can't belive what just happened. My whole family fell apart. What am I going to eat? Where should I work?! OMG! I had an idea!
I have an uncle, Blair. He will help me. Or I hope so.
I called him up.
Phone call
A:Hey Blair!
B:Hey Andy! How are you?
A:Thats what I wanted to say.
As you know Peter... Died.. and my dad ,who I really fucking hate . And now I have nothing money to pay the rent ;the school and to buy food and clothes too. So can I stay at your house please?
B:Oh Andy of course when do you want to come?
A:Maybe tomorrow ?so I can pack my stuff .
B:Okay I will come for you about 2PM.
A:Thank you so much Blair it means a lot.
B:You are like my son of course I will always help you.
A:Love you Blair.
B:Love you too Andy.
I putted my phone down and called up Rye.
R:Hey?
A:Hi Rye .
R:Hey Andy! How are you?
A:Om.. I'm okay But I have to tell you some bad news..
R:What is it? Are you sure that you arw okay?!
A:Yes I am don't worry.. but I will move to somewhere else..
R:What ? When ?
A:I will live with Blair and I will move tomorrow. I will miss you bro..
R:I'm gonna miss you so freaking much mate.
A:I have to go now to pack my stuff . Bye Ryan.
R:Bye Fovvs.
*End of phone call*
I could feel tears streaming down my face. I see him every day. But now I won't. I just wanted to tell that I loved him and now I just can't....
