My Guardian Angel (Connor Franta FF)

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Daniella's POV

"I hate you leave me alone!" I pleaded.

The only response I got was laughter from them.

I started to get up from the ground and wipe some of the mud off me.

I saw Kian running to us.

"Haha why is the brat in the mud?" he laughed.

"Shut it Kian!" I said very irritated.

"Who said you could speak?!" Jc screamed.

"I don't need permission to speak." I snapped.

I was very surprised at my actions. I had never fought back before. It felt good.

"Um with us, yeah you do." Ricky commented.

"Fine then I am leaving! I never wanted to be with you guys anyways!" I yelled grabbing my fallen backpack and walked away.

••Later That Day••

Once I had gotten home I seated myself in the kitchen. I threw my bag down and sighed.

"Honey? Is that you?" my mom called.

"Yes mom. It's me." I answered.

I heard footsteps coming from upstairs. They echoed closer until I saw my mom.

"How was..Why are you covered in mud?" she asked.

"Uh, I tripped." I lied. I knew if I had told the truth I would be in trouble with them.

"Oh. Well that's too bad, this was your favorite outfit." she said twirling her finger in the skirt.

"I know. But whatever." I said.

"Okay, well dinner will be ready soon. Tell Kian when he gets home." she said running to the food pantry.

"Kay." I replied.

I awaited for Kian's arrival outside the house, on our porch.

I stared at the nature around me and thought about my life.

I thought about how wonderful it was to be a kid. Man I wish I was a kid again.

I thought and thought until I saw Kian arrive. With them...

"Hey uh Kian. Dinner is going to be ready soon." I choked.

"Mhm Thanks." he said.

I was surprised and not at the same time. I thought he would reply in hurtful words but no.

But then again we were home and sometimes he's nice, when mom could see. Sometimes...

They all walked into the house and I followed far behind.

They all went up to Kian's room so I stayed down in the basement.

I walked down the carpeted staircase and walked towards our couch.

I sat down and flicked the TV on.

Randomly I picked a show and started to watch it.

As I did that I scrolled through my phone's notifications.

The usual tweets, posts, blogs, and comments were there. But I noticed something different.

I had a text. And it wasn't from Rebecca or my mom. Weird.

I clicked the unknown number and responded to their "hi" with a simple "hello".

[Unknown to Daniela] How are you?