Chapter 1-Another Angel....

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*3 years later*

Beccas POV-

I squirmed in my seat as the lady rubbed the cold liquid with her boney fingers through my once Blonde hair, i was geting my hair dyed for the first time ever, i was going brunette (it looked ginger...) , my mums idea....afterwards me and my mum went for lunch, it was a saturday meaning it was a girls trip, mum dragged me through every clothes shop in Gori, and i ended up buying nothing and she bought everything.....i couldnt take this.

Rachels POV-

It was mine and Daryls 3 year anniversary so we were at the local videogame arcade playing random video games while eating junk food, HEAVEN!!!After we went to Macdonalds for lunch before going to the libary, we both loved reading and got a few books each then we went to the cinema before going back to mine for a sleepover.As we got on the bus home i got a text from my dad telling me to go to the hospital, gran died with lung cancer.........

Daryls POV-

Ive never seen Rachel so upset, she had just been told her gran died, danm, i told her i would go change our location and did just that then hugged her on our way there, she was crying so much i couldnt handle it and began crying too.

Troyes POV-

Daryl sent me a text when i was recording a vlog with my cousin for his youtube channle 'DannySingsOfficail' and told him to stop the vlog and delete the vid and that i had to go, 'family' crisis.Me, Becca, Rach and Daryl called ourselfs family and always helped each other in times of need.

I picked up Becca from her place and drove to the hospital, i had a Ford something i cant remember its name or care tbh....well it was my dads car but he allowed me to use it when i needed it.

Rachels POV-

I was glad that the rest of my lil 'family' arrived to support me, i cant believe my gran was dead, i cried as my mum hugged me saying it would be ok, and me and Daryl, Becca and Troye should go to mine for the night and watch a movie and she would be home to make dinner soon as she slid her house keys in my pocket.

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