Her name is Elizabeth Mendoza. She's 16 and moved to California. She starts high school, but...
She didn't exactly move with her family, her mother passed away when she was 12 because of her abusive dad. She also has a little sister named Natasha.
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(Hey guys! I'm gonna stop with the person's point of view saying 'me:' whenever they start talking. From now on, I'll use their first letter of their name, Lizzie-l...)
3 weeks later...
Lizzie's pov:
It's been 3 weeks since the breakup and the gender reveal and I feel great. Today is a going to be a great, productive day. I start by changing into running clothes. I wear this:
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I go outside and start to jog around the neighborhood. It feels great to have a little breeze in your hair and to be productive, especially after a breakup because you need to get that guilt and regret out of you. I run for about 20 minutes, then I cross the road and a black car pulls up. 2 men get out of the car. They're tall, muscular, and wear all black. I try to run away, but they grab onto my shoulders and arms!
L: Let me go!
Man 1: now now princess, quiet down!
I decide to scream something to get someone's attention, anybody's attention. I look around but no one's there!
L: ugh! RAPE! RAPE!
man 2: shut up! This is not rape! We're just doing our job!
Job? What job is this?
L: I'm sorry, but do I know you?
Man 1: you know our boss, we'll show you.
They smirk and throw me in the car.
5 minutes later...
L: I'm bored, and hungry. I'm hangry! Can we get McDonald's first? Please?
Man 1: no. We aren't getting food.
L: why? Please? I need McDonald's I need it! I'm hungry.
I start pouting and try to be really annoying so they might get rid of me and throw me out of the car.
Man 2: weren't you just working out or something? You can't have McDonald's it'll ruin you.
L: please? Wait, is your boss Payton?
Man 1: who's Payton?
L: no one. Just a mere memory.
Man 2: uh oh! Boy problems?
L: I hate him. He made me feel hard to love, I already had a hard past with my dad. He killed my mom. I recently heard he escaped jail. I don't know why I'm telling you this. I just need to get it out, I guess.
