It's been a while and the boys were back on speaking terms, only to find out that the fight they had wasn't anything more than a petty little fight they have every year but this just got a little more physical than the others. The feeling of unease hasn't left yet and I'm going accustomed to it. Currently I'm watching Maze Runner the first at my friend's trailer , in her room and it's really dark out and the same way inside the trailer itself. I've been wanting to draw but seeing as it's so dark I can't do that all to well. I got home later the next day and the worst thing to come home to was sam waiting at the front door with police all in front of the house the pitbull and the twins containing the dog and Roni, Syd and Mio's little sisters all sitting with surrender and then seeing james and Lieny being escorted out of the house in handcuffs. I kept walking straight for the porch wondering what was going on and why they were at our house, Sam had answered that question when i got to the last step. With a dull pan expression he mumbled
"They flipped their shit again, looking for the kids saying we 'took' them even though it says in their text messages with you that we were going to pick the animals and kids up and have them come stay for the next few weeks, and them then agreeing with it not to mention they just got caught with drugs at the house. I halted to a stop and just looked at Sam not even being concerned about how much time they might be getting but how did they get my phone when it's on me .
" you left your phone at home last night when you walked out to go to the lot with Leslie and Niya, by the way you need to stop doing that ."
I looked at him dumb founded as he just smiled and laughed silently. He wonders why me and him yell 'square up all the time'. The kids were all just sitting there and looking at the ground keeping to themselves. As the last officer walked out just nodding as everyone had filed out of the house and into whatever they came here in . And they all finally left we went in to find the whole house tore up as can be expected.
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East-Side Girl
Phi Hư CấuHi, i'm November and this is my story. this follows me through all the harsh troubles that i've either seen or been through. And I have a long story to tell, but i'm giving you a fair warning that this is a real story and it's gonna be a long ride...
