The snowflakes were unusual. It didn't snow that often in Los Angeles, at least not in Beverly hills. In fact snow was scarce. The wind and the snow made the hair on her arm stand erect. She watched the snowflakes drift lazily down, it reminded her of ashes. Ashes she had witnessed a year back. Ashes she could never forget.
"Miley" a voice called, making her turn around , away from the railings of the living room balcony.
"Ah yeah, Abuela?" she asked as she neared her grandmother.
Her grandmother was sitting on the arm chair she usually sat on and was staring at the fire as usual. She sighed as she placed her hands near the fire and took warmth from it. Miley looked around the living room and tapped her foot lightly. She was impatient, but her grandmother loved testing her nerves.
"After your grandfather died, I didn't think it would be my responsibility to take care of you" she said with a sigh.
It isn't, Miley thought.
"Albert always had a soft spot for you. I don't know why, I don't know why" she said as she clenched her hands to a fist.
"Is there anything I can help you with, Abuela?" Miley asked, cutting off her rant.
Her grandmother looked up at her. "We are a wealthy family, Miley, my son and your mom have kept you loaded. I am sure of it" she said the last part almost to herself.
"Yes, Abuela, yes" Miley snapped.
"Watch your tone, young lady," her grandmother snapped back.
Miley sighed and sat on the arm chair in front of her grandmother. "I am sorry, Abuela, what is it I can help you with?" Miley asked again, getting very impatient.
"leave this place" her grandmother looking at her. Miley parted her lips wide open, aghast. "Leave this house, your mother has a new family now, your father has a new family. Leave this place. Don't ruin this home" she said so earnestly that Miley almost believed her.
"what?" Miley asked, gaping at her, she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"you caused trouble last year, I saw how distraught my son was because of the trouble you caused. If Albert was around I would send you away to him and he isn't here either but you are here and all you are doing is ruining this place" her grandmother said standing up.
"Abuela that was one time, I promise to never cause trouble. I will never do anything" Miley said with panic.
"nothing was ever one time with you, you always bring trouble, cause trouble. Wherever you are there is trouble. And you are not suffering from it, not even a bit, it's your parents. My son and your mother, '' her grandmother said. "the poor old soul who was around you, is now six feet under and now no more Miley, no more"
Miley gulped as she looked anywhere but her grandmother's eyes. The images of Francis's death flashed before her eyes making her eyes sting. She gulped as she backed away from her grandmother.
"No more, leave this place. Go stay anywhere, anywhere but here" her grandmother said. "and for good, go away for good"
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"look if it's grandmom, fuck what she says. She never really liked you anyways" Joshua said frowning at Miley.
"It's not her, step brother, it's me" Miley said with a smile.
"this is not the time to joke around, Miley, you are fucking leaving" Joshua said sighing.
"I am not leaving per se, I am just taking a leave of absence" Miley said with a grin as she took both of her suitcase and placed it on the bed.
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Finding Maze
Dla nastolatków" aww, how kind. Is this your way of getting another proof that I am a criminal so that you can put me in prison. Because, if that is the goal, you guys fucking suck at it " I snapped. In one swift moment, Alex grabbed me by my arm and gripped it"...
