Layla
So, after I headed upstairs, packed my belongings again, and looked over all my stuff while Daniel snooped through old photos, my parents finally kicked me out. You think maybe....just maybe, my mom would have cried, felt a little sad or what not, but no!
They just let me leave. "We'll come by to visit sometime! Love you, honey." mom yells after the car as we drive off. Dad and Karly hug side by side, waving by. I sigh as I see them through the side mirror as we leave my parent's house.
Daniel doesn't live far from my parents, but I miss them. My phone buzzes for the billionth time. Trevor and a few unknown numbers have been blowing up my phone. I grunt inwardly as I see another call from Trevor. I close my eyes in frustration, ignoring the call. "Who keeps calling you, ladybug?
