The Lost and Found

The Lost and Found

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From where I stand now, it sounded quite funny how it got us together. I have secrets. A past - crappy one. My father left me and my Mom. And sure I was devastated but screw life and people, I don't give a fuck. But then he happened. He walked into my life. Well, he walked into detention rather, lied his way - our way - out of detention. That's how it all started. I don't believe in love. Nor does he. Why should I? It's the Epitome of Bullshit. It doesn't exist. I don't know what made him like that but apparently, I'm not the only one in this state. He is too. He drives me crazy. He captures my attention and soon, not only that. But also my heart. I was lost but apparently so is he. Was. Now? Not anymore. I was lost. He was lost. But he happened and walked into my life. And yeah, I did too. We were once reckless and little troublemakers - we still are. But we were also people looking for someone to hold on. We are The Lost and Found. by cr7lm18hk4
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"Dad!" I yell as I walk into the house. I'm greeted by nothing, except silence. My dad is rarely home, I don't know what I am expecting. Ever since my mom died, he's been nothing but distant with me. I mean, he was always distant, even before mom passed, but before, I thought that he just didn't care about me, now... I know he doesn't. ********** "Hello?" I say through the phone, grabbing a cloth, running it through the faucet, and pressing it against my knee. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I hear a chorus of people yelling through the crackly phone. I start to laugh. ******** My mom had died. My dad is an alcoholic that doesn't care about me. I have three best friends. One new friend (Who's a bartender/stripper/lesbian). A great job as a DJ at this amazing club. And a whole new idea to get away from my dad and stop holding on to the past. ********** "It called and emancipation," she said through the phone, laughing, knowing that I was anxious. What the HELL is emancipation!? How can it get me away from my dad!? ******** Then I meet him.

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