Moms POV~
Hmm I wonder where Lauren is? I need to tell her some exciting news! I went to her room expecting to see her since I did hear her cry a few moments ago. I opened her door and looked around and I noticed that the window was wide open. I saw a note taped on the side of her desk bed, and I started to get chills. I shivered a bit for being frighten when I touched the soaked note. I have no clue why it was soaked but I didn't care. I didn't really care about anything really to be honest. Anyway I decided to open up the note since I had nothing better to do and my hand dropped over my mouth when I read it.
"Hi mom or anybody else who reads this :( I can't take this anymore and I think I will do better on my own. I'm sick and tired of being fake happen and I know you don't care... I'm fine... Sorta. We'll anyway bye forever mom."
My eyes got red and swollen when I thought about poor Lauren and how much I didn't pay attention to her. What's worse is when I didn't realize that she was so hurt in the inside and out. Hopefully she is Alright... Just hopefully.
Lauren's POV~
My face was like a mini flood and their was some blood getting on my shirt, but at this point I honestly didn't care. I decided to go to the park and do some photography, because I always had a extreme passion for it. I took out m canon and took a few snaps of the green full trees, the bright yellow sun, and the bloodily red birds. After that I started to get a little lonely so I slowly walked over to the bench that I was sitting at and picked up my bag. I unzipped it and grabbed my journal. Yes. I write songs. I was never good at singing but I love writing and being so creative, plus I love it better when other people sing. Anyways I do like to write songs here and there. All of a sudden a basketball rolls over on my feet. I picked it up and looked around and their was this really cute guy coming after it. What was I thinking! I am so ugly he would never think I'm cute. He finally reached his destination which was where I was sitting, and I handed him the basketball. When I reached my arms over to give it to him, he noticed my wrist immediately. I quickly pulled down and I shed a
small tear down my read puffy cheeks, hopping he didn't notice. He just gave me a stare. And then he started to talk to me.
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Bad Boy can't be Tamed
FanfictionLauren, who was 16 was really depressed and couldn't find her way out of if. Then one day at the park she met a really nice guy. They became friends right away. Then all of a sudden her mom gives her shocking news that can change her life. What will...
