Little shit

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A woman, later on came in...
"Hello my name is sandy" she explained with a fake bright smile. Yet once she looked into my burning glossy eyes is faded.
"Let's get you home shall we?" She asked.
"For what? I can't live there anymore." I quietly spoke.
"Well, you need to get your clothing an small special things... There's a high chance you'll be placed with a roommate though so only take what you think you'll absolutely need."
"Okay." My faint voice spoke again.

We arrived at the house and I wanted to cry. The crime scene tape was plastered over the front door, my mothers bedroom door and my around the bed that me and my mom once used to cuddle in on rainy days, or just cuddled in general. A black plastic body bag had been rapped around her body, as well as Anthony's. On my way out I stubbed my toe.
"Ahh you little shit." I said. It throbbed and it hurt like a bitch. Oh we'll... I've felt worse

I went into my room and packed whatever. I grabbed 5 pairs of black leggings, 2 long sleeved shirts, some T-shirts and many of my tank tops. I grabbed my two favorite Hollister jeans my combat boots and my black converse. I grabbed all of my shorts since I only had a few and stuffed it all in my white duffle bag where i wrote all of my favorite bands in sharpie. I grabbed underwear, and some bandeaus and bras stuffing them inside as we'll. I grabbed my makeup out from my vanity and said goodbye to my room.
I went into the bathroom and got myself the toothpaste and toothbrush. And I remembered. My blade. I quickly went back into my room grabbing it from the little case I had for it.

I walked into my moms closet where she told me the money was for emergencies. I got the key from underneath the shelf where it had been taped and got the money out. It was a total of 1,200 dollars. That should defiantly be enough.

I walked over to her dresser where she had all of her clothing. I grabbed two of her t-shirts that were extra along on me. She bought them many sizes bigger so they'd fit her as night gowns. And I held those shirts tightly close to my chest. They smelt like her. I walked into her closet and grabbed a pair of her heels. And one of her black dresses. Incase there's a party or something. I put those into my bag and walked down the steps. I threw on my leather jacket and took a deep breath. "I love you mom." I said before I left the house into the cold winter night.
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Okay guys don't slit my throat just yet! Chandlers coming in, in about the next chapter or two. And I'm defiantly updating a lot tonight because I got like no homework and I'm really fucking bored! And guys, 91 reads already?!?!? I'm really fucking psyched. I've only posted like 5 chapters and almost 100 reads! Thank you so much❤️
~ kails✖️💋✖️

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