Bandana baby (sequel to Bullied by Magcon)

Chapter 23

I opened my eyes to see us parked at a familiar house. My eyes went wide when I realized this was the house I grew up in before my aunt died. When I was bullied. I frowned at the memory but also smiled. I got out of the car and looked down at the side walk. Memories flooded my head over and over. I looked over at Luke to see him frowning. I grabbed onto his hand and smiled at him. "This was home." I smiled gripping onto his hand tighter. "Let's go inside." Luke smiled walking inside.

I walked onto the front porch listening to the wind blow and the smell of the spring flowers blooming. The pitched screeched and popped as I walked closer towards the door. I took in a deep breath before opening the door I stepped inside the old house. "I'm going upstairs." Luke smiled. I nodded only walking into the kitchen where I last saw my aunt.

Nothing has changed much. Just the furniture moved. I could smell the coffee she used to make and see her smiling before me then I realized it was only a memory taunting me. I walked out and went into the living room where I never spent much of my days. I could see my uncle sitting there watching tv and me playing with my barbies. I sighed walking out of that.

I walked down the long hallway that led upstairs. I took one step remembering the pictures that hung on the wall of me, Luke, mom, dad, my uncle, and my aunt. Then it was gone. Like everything else.

I walked up the stairs and down that hallway into Luke's room. It brought me back to the day when I had a bad day at school and I came home and fought with him. He was sitting in his blue room and playing on his game console and I ended up throwing a bottle at his head and it busted everywhere. I laughed at that memory. I also remember his breaking my glasses and I had to go to school half blind. I ended up wearing a bra over my top and which that led to even more bad comments from them.

I then walked into my bathroom. Where I remember blood running down the sink and the razor in my hands. I cringed at that memory and ran out.

I've had many bad days in my life but I'm glad it ended up the way it is now. My life is perfect. Well. Kind of.

Finally. The last room I checked was mine. I slowly opened the door and peeked in. I stepped in and everything flooded back to me. The phone call about my aunt. My parents. The memory's of Jacob and Mahogany. My knew look. The bully's. All my pictures. Everything. I even forgot about Dylan just then... I took in a deep breath at the pink- now white room. It was white now. Everything was gone. It was gone. My memories. The good and the bad. Which I was happy for.

"Mommy." I heard a little voice. I looked over to see Taylor and Dylan walking inside. Dylan jumped out of Taylor's arms and dashed into mine. I picked her up and smiled at her. "Was this your room, mommy?" She grinned. "Yes. It was." I smiled kissing her cheek. "This was yours?" Taylor asked. "Mhm. All mine. Before I moved. Now everything's changed." I shrugged. "Maybe we should leave." He smiled. "That's a good idea." I giggled letting Dylan out of my hands and walking back down stairs.

I closed the door one last time before walking off of the brown porch. I looked back at it and smiled. "This was the house that built me." I whispered to myself as the wind blew my hair.

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I looked at all the places I've been. I saw the place on the sidewalk where Taylor hurt me. Then we past the most familiar place.

Then it hit me.

"Stop the car!" I yelled. Cameron hit on the breaks and I jumped out of the car running down the side walk into the building. School.

There was classes going on but I didn't care. It hadn't changed any.

I ran past Luke's room remembering the day we got into it. I ran into the lunch room stopping in my tracks and remembering the day the boys spilled food all over my moms dress. I ran faster. I ran past my locker. Locker 118. So many memories there. And then I ran by my old home room. I stopped and peeked in. No one was in there so I walked in. I walked over to my old desk and sat down. It actually was my same desk. I looked on the desk and saw my initials "JGJ" on it. I wiped my hands over it and smiled.

"Jasmine? Jasmine Johnson?" A familiar voice spoke. "Mrs. Davis!" I smiled running up to her and hugging her. "How have you been! What on earth are you doing here?!" She asked. "Just visiting." I smiled. "Well, that's nice! You're more gorgeous than ever!" She smiled. "Yeah, I-" i started but was interrupted by the door bursting open. "Jasmine! Where have you been?" Cameron and Taylor said in unison.

"Cameron Dallas and Taylor Caniff? My goodness it's a reunion!" She clapped. "Hello, mrs. Davis." They smiled. "Mommy, who is that?" Dylan asked running into my arms again. "That's my old teacher." I smiled. She looked confused until mrs. Davis spoke, "Mommy?" She asked. "Yes. This is Dylan." I smiled. "Oh goodness! What a beautiful young lady! This has to be Taylor's!" She smiled big. "Indeed it is, Mrs. D." Tay smiled.

"Boy, I'm gonna smack you if you call me that again." She scolded. "Sorry." He squealed. We all giggled. "well. It was nice seeing you!" We all said. "You as well! Take care." She smiled as we walked out.

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"Thank you for this, Cam. That meant a lot to me." I smiled. "No problem he smiled as we headed home. Where new memories will be created.

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