9 We Meet Again. (2/2)

”LMK if Jay's okay” I text to Lili from Mia's account.

”I will, I haven't heard from her, though. She's still in the hospital.” I text from Lili's.

”d.a.m.n, I gotta see her when she's out. I miss her” I text from Mia.

This will make it look like I never left the hospital, if I did I would have been destined to go see Mia, her house is closes. If they think I never went to Mia's, they think I never left. If Lili doesn't know then no one does she knows everything, I tell her everything. I'll never state a move before I make it, but I'll always say my current move.

I've decided to stay with Mia. It's been two weeks and I'm still filed missing. Whenever police come to check Mia's house I leave, Lili and I have been hanging out. I'm coming back home today, I know I ran away for nothing but still it feels like my running away had some meaning.

As soon as I walked through the door I regretted coming back. I used the extra key to get in and heard moaning coming from the living room. I walk in casually and see my mom on top of some guy. ”ahem” I clear my throat and my mom's face turns, revealing her annoyed face. Her face turns to a ”oh my G.o.d, I,thought you were dead” as she rises from on top of the man. I don't take my eyes off her face as she walks toward me. I drop the backpack that had contained 2 of Mia's outfits 3 wax pens, lighters, and 2 sandwich bags full of marijuana. Mia called it my ”survival pack” she had pack it for me and walked me here. d.a.m.n right ima marry her.

”Where were you? How did you escape? How did you get here?” My mom asked all at once. She seemed surprised and happy I was there. My mom loved me, she was an amazing women. She embra.s.sed me in her armed. ”Thank G.o.d.” she whispers. I hug her back, ”I'm sorry, mom. I truly am.” I say ending the hug. I look over at the guy and regret my life.

He had been the evil f.u.c.k. I couldn't breathe. My throat became dry. ”I..You....Train.....Died” The only words i managed to say as I backed away from the living room scenery. He stands up from the couch and smiles, ”Hey, babe. Miss me?” This was my line. I snap back into reality. This is not how I approach someone who almost killed me.

”Miss you.” I laugh. ”Papi, I almost died of depression from not seeing you face.” I smirk, I had been reaching into my pocket and grabbed a small pocket knife. I walk to him calmly and held the pocket knife in my hand. No one could notice it, it was quite small but the razor was sharp. My mom had stood there, unaware of what we were talking about.

I look his in his eyes, ”Keep your eyes open, this show is to DIE for.” I say smirking.

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