Chapter Nine

Twenty five missed calls!

Bella: Where are you?

Caren: We can't just make plans and you back out... angry emoji face

Bella: Which hellhole are you stuck in

caren: If you don't reply in five minutes we are going home without

you

Bella: Hey are you okay, I heard things got messed up between you and that pighead called Mark

Caren: sorry for the bad words, I was drunk , ( crying emoji face)

And many more drunken shitty texts.

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I pushed the door of my house open carefully, so that the door wouldn't break from it's tired hinges.

It was a small place, one that I called home.

A small bed that was my refuge from the world. Where I could be me and cry my heart out.

A small vibration came from my phone and I opened it anxiou