REBEL ESPINOSA || H.G

Chapter 1❀

Lycia's p.o.v
I sat on the couch waiting for Matt to come home from Zack, his best friend's, house. My knees were bouncing up and down uncontrollably. Worried and anxious about what I was going to tell him. You see, I got home from school to find the house empty. I walked into the kitchen to find a note on the fridge.
It read.

"Dear Matt ,
Me and your mother left...forever. Lycia is getting to out of control and is stealing our money. We left 700,000 dollars that should keep you guys good for a while. Take care and try an fix your sister. She has just been to much on us and having kids wasn't for us. Sorry son."

Like seriously all I did was sneak out, get F's in school, and stole money. So now you just leave us both. I just hope Matt doesn't yell at me. A car door slamming interrupted my thoughts and I got even more scared. It's true I'm a problem child but this is just cruel.

"IM HOME!" Matt yelled unlocking the door. Once he noticed he got no response he walked into the living room.

"Lycia? Where's mom and dad?" He asked sitting down on the chair across from me.
"They um uh left forever," I stuttered tears threatening to spill.
"They left a note," I added handing him the poorly written letter. He read the note as his eyebrows furrowed together. Once he finished reading he looked stunned. After a long silence he opened his mouth to say something. But he didn't say something he screamed something.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! BECAUSE OF YOU OUR FAMILY IS TORN APART." He screamed standing up balling his fists up by his sides.

"ITS NOT LIKE I MEANT FOR THIS TO HAPPEN!" I screamed back.
"I CANT BELIEVE YOU! I NEVER WANNA SEE YOU AGAIN!" He yelled in my face.

"Fine if that's what you want!" I shouted standing up grabbing all the money for us and left. I called a taxi and it arrived fairly quick.
"To the airport please," I asked slouching in my seat. Soon enough I got to the airport, bought a ticket to L.A, and got on the plane.

*two years later*
Now I'm 14 and I go by Trouble. I have a small house illegally. I live on my own and after my family hated and left me the only people I trust are my gang. I have like 8 tattoos and I'm in a band and I dance. I'm the most feared at my school and honestly I'm kind of confused why I haven't got kicked out yet. Let's just say I'm not a fan of authority.

I party, drink, and smoke occasionally. I graffiti a lot with my gang and I just live my life. I work at a diner as a waitress. You might be thinking how I got a job at 14 well basically I'm very persuasive and I got a nice set of boobs which made the owner agree.
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The top pic is her right before she turned rebellious.
The bottom is what she looks like today.