Running In Place

Chapter 1 (Never Forget)

"Some things in life you regret and some you live with. But i choose to hide from it"

Lea Pov

I go by the name lèa (le·ah) but my real name is Flõ'marie Lèah Benazir an i'm 16 . I have long dark drown hair but i dyed it black with blonde. Also i have shark bites with a nose ring and a few tattas. I'm mixed with Mexican and black. I'm not really that tall but i'm average and thick in all the right places.

Back when i was 14 my mom and dad split up but it's more like he lefted her to me. They claim that it was no more love there and that they only tryd to stay together because me, which was a lie to me. So they split and mom an me went to live with my grandma.

Mom: marie come down here!

Lèa:Coming!!

I went down stairs to find everyone in the livingroom with their heads down. Mom just looked at me with her eyes puffy from crying.

Lèa: What's wrong?

Mom: I need you to sit down first.

Lèa: Just tell me what's wrong.

Mom: Please Marie.

Hearing her accent let me know that she was about to cry again. So i sat down in the chair next to grandma's.

Mom: I don't know how to tell you this but.....but my mom passed away today.

After she said that i look at her in disbelief. I know she didn't just say my grandma just passed away. I look at the chair next to me and my eyes started to sting. No she couldn't have. I promised her. No no no.

Lèa: Junta is it true?

He looked up with blood shot red eyes. I got up out the chair and ran up stairs to my room. Diving on my bed i buried my face into my pillow. Crying as hard as i could thinking of the memories we shared. She just couldn't be gone.

I cryd until my eyes didn't have any more tears lefted. Slowly rolling over on a hand. I jumped.

Junta: Chill Marie, you need to get up.

Lèa: Stop calling me that you don't see me calling you Justine and WHAT!

Junta: Yo you need to chill out fr before there be a fight up in this bi- i mean place.

Lèa: Whatevea, what you want.

I didn't hear no answer until there was a something hot on my face. I opened my eyes to darkness.

Lèa: WTF!!

Junta: You didn't want to get up so i put a hot towel on your face and WATCH YO MOUTH.

Lèa: The towel is too hot move your hand.

Junta: Nope, your eyes still swollen you need it.

Lèa: Move nigga

When i said that a *Slap* came from my leg. Meaning he hit me.

Lèa:"Ouucchh. Why you do that?" I said while rubbing my thigh.

Junta: Becuz i told you to watch your mouth and you didn't.

Ooh he betta be lucky he the oldest. Cousin or not i would have beat his ass for that. But aways this towel is starting to get cold. As soon as it got colder he lifted his hand and took the towel off my face.

Junta: Can you see?

Lèa: yea, now why do i have to get up?

I really didn't want to get up because i just lost my best friend in the whole world. As the started to flow back i started to tear up.