Stars ||| ADOPTED BY SHANE DAWSON BOOK 2

Fucked up

Raven:
My Dad's house sits in front of me completely quiet. I sit in the passenger seat, while Issac runs up to the front door of the house. He told me to stay here, because we all know Our uncle is going to flip if he saw my gay ass at his door.

I'm the reason for this.

If Issac doesn't persuade him, we won't have a place to go to. I mean, we could stay at friend's houses, but who wants homeless kids to stay with them? No one. Might as well just stay together, if that means on the streets-then so be it.

There's yelling. I can hear it all the way in the car. Fuck, it's been forever, what is taking that dumb bitch so long?

I start to get out of the car, only to see my brother with one huge suitcase hustling to his car. Great. Looks like the answer is no.

"So...No?" I reckon. Issac shakes his head.

"He said I can stay, but you have to go somewhere else. And you know I'm not fucking having that shit." He throws the suitcase in the backseat of the car.

"Okay, so the suitcase is for me, I guess-"

"Dad said to stick together. I'm not leaving you, Melanie, even if it means not having a place to go to."

A moment of silence passed by. My brother pulls out of the drive way and begins his way out of the neighborhood.

"Where are we going?" I mumble.

" Zach's apartment."

"Aye unlimited weed. Don't mind that." I smile. Maybe moving out isn't so bad.

"No. I don't want you talking to him. If he talks to you, be polite. I don't want you to socialize with a low-life piece of shit he is. This is only temporary until I can find a cheap apartment place."

I roll my eyes. Zach, also known as one of LA's drug dealers. He used to be Issacs's friend, but as soon as he dropped out of high school, he's been nothing but a weed seller to Issac and now me.

South LA. The bad side of this city. Issac's being a bitch, he's making me hold his hand like I'm going to get stolen- I mean, there's a good chance I will.

My brother knocks on a crappy looking wooden door, twice.

"Who the fuck is it?" Zach's voice yells over this loud gaming music.

"Issac...and Mel." The door opens. Issac's grip on my hand becomes tighter.

Fuck, that's a smell. I'm getting the second hand smoke of whatever this dude was just smoking.

Zachary, a dirty blonde with dark chocalet eyes-my favorite type..chris has those eyes. His eyes scan both of us, then the suitcase, and then me. He smirks.

"What's good, little shit?" He laughs.

"Nothing much, fucker-"

"Melanie." My brother warns me and my fowl language. I guess I broke another one of his stupid rules.

"Alright, the living room is yours...but I'm using it-so.." I roll my eyes. We follow Zach to the living room, where he's currently playing fortnite. "Aye, y'all hungry? Y'all wanna smoke?"

"Yea-"

"No." Issac interupts me. I pout. Why is he acting so fucking protective.

"Okay, whatever you say." He puts his headset back on.

I sit next to Zach on the couch, totally un-fazed by Zach's presence, or his reek of weed on him. Something else..what is that smell? I could feel my brother's eyes on me from afar, but I shake it off.

What is he so worried about?

" Mel, you're too close." My brother says. I flip him off, and share a smile with Zach.

"Issac stop being a dick." We share a laugh. Issac's face holds nothing but concern.

This might be the best days of my life.

Chris:

Raven didn't respond to any of my texts last night, so I came to school so worried. shes never once ignored my texts, other then the time when our relationship was weakening.

On top of that, I haven't seen Taylor. Which is good, but really weird. I would have expected her to come and manipulate me into letting her kiss me again, but she's nowhere to be found.

A flash of purple hair is seen in my peripheral. I turn my head so fast, i swear I got whip-lash. It's Raven. She's slowly making her way through the halls, almost as if she's not totally in reality.

"Yeooooo, what's good??" She laughs. Ew. She smells of weed. "I want to kiss you."

She leans in for a kiss, but I dodge it. Her eyes are a little glassy, and her posture is oh so sloppy.

"Baby, no. What the hell is wrong with you?" I hold her up, and I pull her to the bathroom. "You literally can't show up to school like this. What happened?"

She blinks, and looks around the bathroom in shock. "Nothing..We're at school?"

"Yes, you dumbitch." She laughs, like it's the funniest thing in the world. "Look, I'm not going to let you get caught like this here, it can ruin your record. You want me to call someone,Issac?"

"He's at work...call my friend..Zach. Yeah, he can pick me up." She giggles. A wave of concern hits me. Someone fucked her up, she's never been this high around me.

She starts to take off her flannel, before dialing her friend's -who I've never heard of before, number.

But what am I going to do, let her stay here and ruin her reputation?

Ten minutes later, I'm walking her to the front office to get picked up. A man with dirty blonde hair, and a baseball cap thrown backwards arrives in a truck. I have to practically shove her in the car,cause she was such a mess.

"Don't leave meeeee." She cries. I give her a hug, and buckle her in to the front seat.

"I'm not. Just..call me when you're sober, okay?" She nods, with tears in her eyes.

"Ayeee, what's good? I'm Zach. Don't worry, she's in good hands." The dirty blonde adds.

But something tells me she's not in good hands. That I'm seeing the same actions that I saw in my birth dad before he started abusing drugs and alchol. Raven's been doing weed for awhile now, but I've never seen anything like this. And that man..he gave me the creeps.

I dial my father's number. Something's not right..she's not safe.

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A/N: happy thanksgiving y'all! Ik this holiday, especially, can be very hard but I believe in you to push through it.

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