this is a rewrite of my story "want"
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"i want you and you want me, so what's the harm, babygirl?"
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meet billie eilish; the "top dog" of franklin high. she's easily one of the most intimida...
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hope's pov saturday, november 8th
knock. knock. knock.
"go away." i said loud enough so that whoever was knocking would hear me.
"mom wants to know if you're coming with us to go—" aidan started, but i cut him off.
"no, i'll go by myself later." i told him.
"okay, well we'll be back in a bit." i heard his footsteps going down the stairs, then a few moments later, i heard the front door shut.
i rolled over in bed, reaching a hand up to wipe at a stray tear that had fallen. i looked up at the ceiling, crossing my arms over my chest.
people always say "oh, well he's in a better place now" or "it was his time" or even "he died for a reason." that's such bullshit. he had a reason to be here on earth; to raise josh, aidan, and me, and to care for us and mom.
i miss him so much. he was honestly one of my best friends, and he would listen to me when no one else would. he would always do little things that he knew would make me happy.
"dad! come here!" i whined.
he rushed over, kneeling beside me. "what is it, sweetie?"
"i scraped my k-knee! it hurts!" i cried, showing him the large scrape on my knee from where i had fallen.
he leaned forward, placing a small kiss on it. "does that feel better?"
i nodded, a few tears rolling down my face. he used his thumb to wipe a few of them away. "how about we go get some ice cream? that sound good, addy?"
i nodded my head eagerly. "i'd like t-that!"
he grinned, reaching out to ruffle my hair. he then stood up, holding out his hand for me. i placed my hand in his and he helped me stand up.
"let's go then."
he was the first person i came out to. i was fourteen at the time, and it was just two months before he passed away.
"dad? can i talk to you real quick?" i asked nervously as i walked into the living room where he sat. i had waited until mom, aidan, and josh had left to talk to him.
"yeah, what's up?" he questioned, pausing the tv. "did you murder someone? 'cause if you did, i'll help you hide the body, but you'd be grounded."
