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My Life As Lucy Part 4
My thoughts starting swirling as I approached the steps. As I touched our huge lumber made porch I figured he was here because his dad owned a plumbing business....... which would be the only logical reason Honestly.
"Hey... er.... Lucy, right?"
"Yeah" I said I tried not to blush at his cute Canadian accent. His family came here when he was around 4... not that I stalk him or anything.....
"Is your dad home?"
"No, he's still at the court on a case he should be home tonight around 8:00"
"Ok well just give me a call on your phone or something, he called my dad on a problem or something" I KNEW IT!
Wait this means he is going to give me his.... NUMBER!!!!! OMG I HAVE TO CALL EMMA ASAP AFTER THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He handed me his number and was off. I guess by this moment your wondering.... Does your dad work at the court house? well yes, yes he does....
Things to know about me:
My dad works at the court and my mom owns the famous fashion brand Aeropostale NOTE: you would think i would be cool by that but I'm not..... especially when I can claim those jeans 3/10 of you reading this have on............
I live in an mansion like this:
I live in an mansion like this:
- I never see my mom most of the time
- I have a dog named Buddy
- My favorite color is green
- I love Gavin
- I have 1 sister
- I love Gavin
- My little brother died in a car accident when he was 5
- I still feel gulty
My little Brother Joe died. In a car accident. I was driving him to The Hub - search it up- when a Semi Truck hit us. It took me a year to recover and I still feel guilty. People say it's not my fault but that's where they're wrong. It is my fault And this is the story how:
FLASHBACK:
"Hey little Bro"
"Hey"
" I am so mad at mom and dad, wanna go to the Hub and chill?" And those words are what I hate. If those words had not been said Joe would still be here. He would have turned 6 next week. He would still be alive A breathing human Being. I drove a Cadillac at the time, he was in the back seat because I was over-protective of him. We were turning when a Semi-Truck and hit the back. I only had a broken leg and a few stitches. Sometimes if I had not been mad and stayed home or let him be in the front seat he would still be here.
I have never forgiven myself about that. Sometimes it's to guilty to deal with.
I went to my room and browsed the internet. I screamed when I saw Gavin's Instagram and Snap chat request......
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Stay Tuned for Part 5 coming later today :D
Pray for those you have lost <3
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