Mockingbird.

Things Will Be Better Here

Basically the entire car ride was me sleeping and Marshall watching to make sure I had no marks from my abusive parents.

"Yo, wake up. Christina. Hey." I heard him say as I slowly woke up. I opened my eyes and saw Marshall smiling. He took my hand and pulled me out of the car. I looked up and saw a huge mansion thing. I didnt know he was that famous! He let go of my hand and put his hand on my back and led me into the house/mansion thing.

"Hey, um, if you hear screaming or any hig pitched noises, that would be my daughters, Lainie, Hailie, and Whitney." He looked at me and I nodded and braced myself for the screaming or high pitched noises. We opened the door and I heard some laughter but no screaming. The laughter soon quieted down and I heard footsteps coming in our direction.

"Dad! Hi..." Said a blond girl that was about my age, she looked at me with a look of concern and confusion, she didnt really look like Marshall, then I though about their mom, where was she?

"Whit, whats wrong?" I heard another voice say, then another blond girl in maybe her teens showed up next to Whitney and gave me the same look. She didnt look like Marshalle either. The girl and Whitney looked like eachother.

"What am I missing?" Another voice said. I was expecting another blonde but, out came a brunette girl, she seemed older and more mature. "Oh." Silence filled the area as the girls gave me confused stares.

"Well, um, girls. This is Christina, and shes gonna be staying with us for a few months u-"

"Months?" I said looking up at him. He nodded.

"She's gonna be stayin with us for a few months until we get the situation wit her parents figured out, okay?" He said and the girls nodded. "Um, Christina, this is Whitney, Hailie, and Lainie."

"Hi" I said.

"Hello." The girls said back. Whitney grabbed my hand led me into the living room.

"So, Christina," She said and sat down, the girls followed. "How old are you?"

"Um, I'm 12." I said.

"Cool, same." Whitney said.

"You know, Christina, you dont need to be so nervous, we're just people." Lainie said.

"Yeah, you seem so scared." Hailie said.

"Well, I'm not normally a shy person. I just, I dont know I guess I'm different today."

"Well you're gonna be staying here for a while so, I would get used to it if I were you." Hailie said with a smile. She really was pretty, they all were.

"So do you have a mom?" I asked.

"Oh." Lainie said.

"Yeah she doesnt live with us though." Hailie said.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didnt know, I wont bring it up again, I promise."

"Oh, no its okay, really. Dad should've warned you, its not a big deal." Lainie said.

"Speaking of dad, where did he go?" Whitney finally spoke up."

"He's probably in the studio or something." Hailie said. I gave a confused look. "Dad's a rapper. Eminem."

"Oh, yeah um he told me about that."

"Yeah."

"Isnt that stressfull though, like your dad being a famous person."

"Well yeah, I mean like he's gone alot, at the studio, sometimes on tour. That can last at least a few weeks." Hailie explained.

"Well, he's a good dad right?" I asked.

"Defenently." Hailie said.

"Oh, thats good." I said.

"So, Christina, whats up with your parents, like how did dad find you?" Whitney asked.

"WHIT! Dont ask that clearly theres an issue with her parents. I'm sorry, Christina, you dont need to answer that question." Lainie said.

"No its okay. So my mom and dad are kinds... dangerous... and so one day I decided to run away from all that noise, and then I met your dad." I explained.

"Ah." Whitney said.

"Well, Christina, I'm sorry to hear that, hopefully things will be better for you here." Hailie said.

"Hopefully"