A Tiny Little Hope ✨
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" Get Out Pack Your Things And Leave " My So called father said
" I will not have a gay son in my house or my life " He gave me a glare
" Samuel Please..." My Mom said
" SHUTUP GO UPSTAIRS " He said to my mother angrily, his face was sweaty all red and his eyes darker then the Shade Of light brown it used to be
Properly All Cause Of me...
I haven't realized I was crying not until I felt tears dripping down on my navy blue jeans the ones my brother used to wear
I missed him so much
Now I need him now more than ever...
I ran to door quickly and swiftly not wanting to cause anymore problems
I could hear my Sweet mother crying
I feel bad she was being understanding like a mother should Be
But I'm never going back to that house ever again..
What I felt like hours passing by I found myself near to a Curb there I saw a homey looking cute coffee shop called " Sandra's Cup Of Coffee ". Maybe they are looking for wanting helpers.
I Opened the door which rung the bell I looked up and saw a which I presumed a 21 year old women she had dark hair which layed among her shoulders with bright blue highlights, A Pierce ring on her nose and her outfit looked like a normal work attire
" May I help you? " She said kinda annoyed and confused which I understand the sigh on the door said closed
" Um Is there help wa- nted here? " I said nervously trying not to stutter
" No Sorry " She Said Boredly she blew some hair from her face
I looked down then i quickly put my head up again " Do you need help with anything like do you have anyone to clean your house I could help you with th-at " I said pretty confidently
What if seemed she thought for a second that she raised her head up and saw her eyes were wide and said " I have a 4 month year old baby you could take care of when I'm at work " then she smirked which I could not tell what she was thinking
" yeah I would like to! " I exclaimed
But dint know That 4 month year old baby would be my tiny little hope...
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