Recorvering

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THIS ONE IS BACK TO TIFFANY'S POV.
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It's been a day now that i'm home. I hate being at home. I mean, I love my room. I have a large room with one wall white and the others light pink. On my white one, I have pictures and signature of my "friends" who came over for this huge party. I have a big walking closet with a lot of varieties. My parents always leave me 200 Dollars per week to spend on my weekend. I love my parents but they are never around... I swear I would run away for a week and they would never notice! Even if my mother is home she ignores me and doesn't care about me...

I sat beside the bed to see a cup of water, pills and a note.

"Take them when you wake up dear. Luke called he wants to know how you are. But please give me a call I have an important message for you.
865-4365
From mom.
xoxoxox "

I take the pills and walk to my walking closet. I take a pair of leggings and a over-sized t-shirt. I grab my phone to see a lot of messages from this number I don't know. But before I go check I need to know what mom has to tell me?

-May I talk to Suzanne, please?

-Who's talking?

-Her daughter.

Urg, I hate needing to ASK for my mother...

-Hello darling!

-Hi mom, what is sooo important?

-Me and your father are leaving for 3 months. You and Justin better behave! You can't go to school for 3 months so I thought it was perfect! We have to go because your father is being promoted.

-Oh, ok. Love you mother.

She hungs up. Damn, she's nice. I look at the green little message icon with a little circle written "11". Who texted me?

"Oh you're still alive >:("
"not for long"
"you don't deserve to live!"
"Why are you still alive"
"You can't just sleep with MY boyfriend!!:("

I didn't even needed to read the rest. I was in tears. My brother runs in. He probably heard me cry. He wrapped his arms around me shoving his face in my hair and blowing in it to make me laugh. It tickles so much. I wrap my arms around him and hug him really tight. I love my brother.

-Tiff, I'm 3 days clean.

-Oh, really?

-Yes, I mean seeing you in the hospital bed covered in bruises made me so mad and sad. I couldn't handle it. I love you and you are the best sister ever and I understand why you want me to stop.

I started crying and hugged him again. He stopped hugging me to the sound of the doorbell. I wanted to go open the door so I did. I ran downstairs, which wasn't a great idea because I became dizzy. I sat at the middle of the steps while my brother goes open the door.

I look up to see Luke standing there with Roses. He looked behind my brother looking for me as he saw me, he threw the roses to my brother and came straight for me. He grabbed me in his arms and started to kiss me.

We all walk into the kitchen.

- Justin, Bruh, i'll make breakfast, go sit with your sister.

-Ugh why you guys are soo close and Luke know the ways in the house?

-Luke and I became bros when you came home yesterday we watched football together with beer.

Awhh cuteee! My brother like him! Luke removes his shirt as he sees my brother do the same. He is so hot! I can't even handle it! He start cooking eggs and I run up behind him and hug him from behind and kisses his back. Mann this is the best way to recover.

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