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   Chapter 5 Stories Unfolding.

The Gang Leader's Girl By Makayla Scott Characters: 10661

Updated: 2018-06-21 03:32

"But there's a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begin."

- Mitch Albom


Sometimes I sit around thinking about how my life would had turned out if my mother was still alive. If she was there to tuck me in when I was little, or if she would have been there to see my eighth birthday. There are so many unspoken words that now will forever be unspoken.

I wish I had told her I loved her more, and that I'm not angry anymore about her not letting me go to Thea Martin's seventh birthday party. I now know she was just trying to protect me because Thea's family was known for dealing drugs. I would tell her I missed hearing the sound of her voice or contagious laugh. I'd tell her how incredibly strong she is for hanging on for as long as she did. But most of all I'd thank her for being apart of my life for those seven years.

"Penny for your thoughts?" A deep voice spoke with a thick Hispanic accent.

I looked over to see Angelo had taken a seat next to me on the couch, I didn't really like the fact that he chose the seat right next to me when there was a whole couch, but I let it go. I was currently sitting downstairs in the living room, bored out of mind. There was literally nothing to do, I've done the dishes, wiped the counters twice, and swiped the floor. The house was spotless trust me I would know, I rechecked 5 times.

His voice startled me, I was too deep in my own head I hadn't even notice Angelo's had entered the same room as me.

"It's nothing, " I said shortly, offering him a small smile so he didn't think I was being rude.

"It was definitely something but if you don't want to talk about it, I understand." He nodded his head.

I just nodded my hand, thankful he was willing to drop it.

"No problem Cari?o." He spoke, I had no clue what he had just said but it sounded lovely coming from his mouth.

"I think I'm going to lose my mind if I sit here any longer." I blurted out, looking down at the maroon carpet.

"Why? what's wrong?" Angelo furrows his eyebrows, looking over at me.

"At the other homes I've been at, I was always doing something. You know like cooking, cleaning, watching over the younger kids, but here there is nothing to do. All I do is sit around and think, and my mind is the last place I want to be." I told him honestly.

I've been here for about a week and a half and I already feel like my head is going to implode.

"I get what you're saying, I think it'll be better once you start school." He said playing with the watch on his wrist.

It was just then I noticed the tattoo's that ran up his left arm. He had a bunch of flowers that were placed perfectly on his forearm but I wasn't exactly sure what kind of flowers they were, it then transitioned into what looks like a cross with a bible verse. The artwork looked very detailed, you can tell the artist put a lot of time and effort into his work.

My eyes then traveled from his ar

ght word, more like sending me death glares.

Boy, if looks could kill.

I gulped nervously and retreated my eyes away from his. I don't think that boy knows how to smile.

"Go upstairs and clean yourself up, Axel. " Rose told him.

Axel surprisingly listened and stepped between Patrick and Rose and headed to the stairs. He turned and looked at me like he wanted to ask me something but, he decided against it and walked up the stairs, skipping every other one in the process.

"Thanks for bringing him, " Rose told Patrick, giving him a sad smile.

"No problem, he's a good kid he just got some bad ways." Patrick shrugged his shoulders, and headed down the few stairs on the porch and disappeared into his car.

Rose shut the front door, letting out a long breath. I wanted to say something to comfort her but I wasn't sure what to say.

"Hey rose?" I called out.

She looked around confused, looking for who had said her name. She finally looked into the living room where I was sat and smiled over at me.

"Yes, dear?" She questioned, entering the room.

"I was just wondering when I'd be able to attend school?" I asked her, thinking about Angelo's words from before.

"Well I was giving you time to adjust, but if you feel you're ready then I see no reason why we couldn't get you enrolled by Monday." She told me.

"Sounds great." Anythings better than sitting around here all day.

"What grade are you in?" She asked.

"Eleventh, " I replied back.

"So is Rylan, Wyatt, and Kina." Rose smiled again "Hopefully you'll have classes with them, that way they can help you out." She explained.

I nodded my head, she's right maybe it would make the school year go by easier.

"Well, I better get to sleep soon." She told me, looking up at the clock.

"Goodnight Rose, " I spoke to her.

I watch as she walked towards the hallway but before she goes any further she turns back around and looks at me.

"I hope you learn how to let yourself open up Mia, the world can be a lonely place by yourself." And with that, she walks away.

And here I am, left sitting on the couch. Alone.

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