Lacey's Secret Life

Lacey's Secret Life

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"That is so pretty!" Lacey Exclaimed Startled, her mom turned around and smiled "You have tons of necklaces" Her mom said "plus you never take the one off that your dad gave you" Walking away from the lovely decorative flee market booth Lacey rubs her hand up against the beautiful emerald green (like her eyes) and turquoise necklace that her dad gave her on her 15th Birthday "Shedding a tear" Lacey thought to herself "Oh brother, here comes the feels" Speaking of her dad and brother they died in a car accident a year ago both her big brother and Dad died that day.. But on the bright side (like there could be one) Lacey and her mom survived with only a few Injuries. ^_^ Thanks for reading Part 1 of Lacey's Secret Life!
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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