The fresh breeze brushed against my face as I walked down towards the end of the drive. As I neared the end of the drive, a white Audi pulled up infront of me. A smile formed on my face as the driver pipped his horn.
"Do you mind? My dad is still sleeping!!" I shouted but let out a little laugh while doing so.
"Aww. Sorry babe. I'm sure he wont mind though" he spoke softly as I climbed into his clean car. I scoff at what he had just said.
He gently lent in and kissed my cheek, making the corners of my lips rise a little.
"Tell me" his voice gentle and careing.
"There's nothing to tell" I reply, my head staring in the opposite direction trying not to show the fear and pain in my eyes.
"Ally" his voice wasnt gentle, but sharp and concerned.
As I close my eyes, a tear rolls down my left cheek and im soon pulled into his warm embrace.
"shh..it's ok" the soothing of his voice calms me down and I wipe away the tear. He lets me go, and I sit up straight in the chair.
"Can we just go please?" I ask, trying not to sound angry.
"All-" "NO. I don't wanna talk about it" I snap. Maybe a bit too harshly.
He lets out a sigh, "ok. But I'm always here for you, no matter what. And you can tell me anything you want, you know that right?"
I turn my head so I'm facing him. "I know. Thanks Ryan" I manage a small smile before staring out the window and buckling my seat belt.
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Living with the boys (DISCONTINUED)
Teen FictionAlly is sixteen and lives with her abusive Dad. Her mom died in a car crash when she was tweleve. She has a younger sister, Taylor who is fifteen and brother, Bobby who is five. After her dad gets arrested she goes to live with her mom's best friend...
