Author's Note:
This chapter may be a bit sad, and you'll probably hate everyone by the end of the chapter. Oops. #sorrynotsorry
Okay, so pretty much, this was supposed to be up last night but it wasn't because some stuff came up. However we are back on a normal update schedule. EVERY MONDAY.
One shots: if you want one, I'd put it in now, as I have a four- day weeked coming up.
Dedication to my new best friend who is wonderful and incredible and always makes me laugh. She's sweet and funny and I love her. I LOVE YOU BEST FRIEND.
The question for this chapter: what is your favorite chapter so far, and why?
Also, the last chapter was late, and I'm sorry, but it didn't get a lot of response.. That's okay, because it wasn't great and all, but if you like it, could you vote and comment? I honestly like comments more, but only if they're funny or have serious feedback. Both a vote AND a comment would be wonderous, but I understand that sometimes you just have nothing to say. That's okay, although if you're reading this then you could answer the question I asked above..
Dear Ellen (for those of you who read it) will be updated Thursday. Yeah. That story is ten times happier, if you'd like to read another story of mine and are in the mood for a happy one.
I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS CHAPTER.
Vote, comment, fan, purchase an iPhone... Yep.
Much love,
Darcy.:)
xx
CELEBRATE BITCH WHOOPDEEDOO.
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“Just do something! Get up, go out, I don’t care! Stop moping around!” Anastasia yelled, obviously very frustrated.
“You don’t think I’m not trying? Do you even understand what it’s like? Do you even understand what I’m going through? Do you understand what it’s like to lose the only fucking person you have to talk to? Damn it, I’m trying!” Lyndsey yelled back, finally losing all of the patience she was desperately trying to hold onto.
“You’re not trying, you’re sitting! You have a little sister who’s going through worse than you are! It’s hard on me, it’s hard on everyone! Abby needs you to be strong and you’re doing nothing! Do something!” Anastasia bit out.
“It’s not just about her, Mom! I’m hurting too! What’s happening in this family doesn’t just effect her! You of all people should know that!”
“Stop being so dramatic! You’re acting like a brat and a child! You’re almost an adult. It’s time to start acting like one!” Anastasia yelled, following as her daughter stomped up to her room.
“Fuck you!” Lyndsey yelled adamantly, slamming the door behind her only to hear it reopen immediately.
“Don’t talk to me like that!” her mother barked out loudly, watching her daughter throw random things into a bag. “Where do you think you’re going?” she continued.
“Up, out, I don’t care! Away from you!” Lyndsey yelled, beyond frustrated with her mother. She stomped downstairs, ready to open the door.
“If you walk out of that door, you best not think about coming back,” Anastasia warned.
Lyndsey, who had only wanted someone to fight for her to stay, had finally had enough. With a final huff, she slammed the door in her mother’s face, walking out to her car and getting in.
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