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Future is the Past – (Chapter: Running scarred)
“Yeah, why haven’t I heard of him or this label, sounds like bullshit to me”. I’m still in disbelief, how could he have all of this, and we have nothing but the clothes on or backs. This is some seriously messed up shit.
You are your father’s daughter. He likes to keep his secrets just like you. He only wants his money, as far as his name being out everywhere; well he has never been much for public recognition. Just like I knew you were dealing I found out about him, I know people honey and when you decided to fuck up he was perfect. Like I said be happy that he has even decided to look back at you again.
Yeah that’s good ole mom with her ever encouraging words, I can’t even begin to think why daddy dearest decided to leave her for any of this.
“Yeah whatever lets go”. I said over the bullshit ready to just get on with it.
As we walked up to the door I couldn’t help but notice this fine ass girl jogging down the street. Blonde hair, gorgeous body, sweat dripping down her abs, damn this girl had it on her. I guess I stared a little too long cuz I earned a smack to the head.
“Ow what the fuck Christine?” she really knew how to get my attention.
Don’t even think about it Ashley, you are here to lay low. As far as anyone is concerned you don’t exist, you will go to school and back and only leave if raife allows it, leave the fucking girls alone; they are what got you into this mess in the first place.
Shit she was right but that girl seriously has got the nicest ass I’ve ever seen, god I’m such a guy. Well who cares no penis=girl with a healthy appetite, not boy with gross equipment.
“Whatever ring the door bell.” I just want to get this over with.
After ringing the damn bell for what felt like hours finally a blonde headed man opens up the door. He wasn’t quite what I remembered, but he was still the tall shaggy haired man I once called dad.
Warm brown eyes met cold brown ones, even so his smile stayed as big as this damn house. He quickly pulled me into a hug I was just as eager to pull out of but his excitement never faded. How can this man leave me then freakin do back flips after I get dropped on his door step12 years later. I knew he was crazy but if he thinks I’m going to smile call him daddy and eat pancakes he has got it all wrong, well I might eat pancakes, those things are like drugs, I love my drugs, I mean ugh pancakes.
“Hey my little ashey, I’m so glad to see you, I’ve missed my baby girl so much. Seriously if he doesn’t let me go I’, going to puke.
“Hey old man, see this?” I point up and down my body. “I’m not your little ashe anymore, I’m tired now either you let me in or I crash in the nearest crack house because I’m absolutely coo coo for crack!” I said earning another smack to the head from dear old mommy.
She is joking raife, her and that sense of humor of hers. Well anyway this is all of her stuff, hopefully you can save her from herself. I will update you guys on everything going on but honestly I don’t think you will be able to come back Ashley. You messed up this time, destinee and her whole family and gang will be after you, and you know better than anyone she won’t stop until you are dead and your heart is in her hands.
She already has that…
I gave my mom a hug goodbye and got a final look at my past. He grabbed my bags pointing me into the direction of what is supposed to be my future, and I turned to the house on my left to get one last look at the blonde girl who could so be my tonight.
Yeah old habits never die no matter how fast you run.
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This is definitely worth persuing. I can’t wait for more. Great start. PMS!!!