emilia packed the last of her stuff and sighed, she's lived at her current house for all of her life, all her outta family live nearby, her few friends go to her school, and all her memories were made in this very house.
and by tomorrow all of it will be gone.
the thoughts rushing through her head at the speed of lightning, as she placed a few polaroids in the last box, one of her and her dad when she was five, one of her friend group, and lastly one of her mother esther.
emelias mother was the definition of life, the kindest soul to ever exist, but due to her disappearance, emilia hasn't seen her mother since she was around six. since then emilia's father antonio has been nonstop drinking, and it just gets worse and worse to the point he stopped paying the bills because all his money went to supplying alcohol for him and his mates.
due to the lack of money, hes decided to buy the crappiest house on the market, emilia wasn't too impressed when she found out but she knew she couldn't argue.
she was then interrupted by her thoughts with a sudden ding coming from her phone, she reached over and grasped the phone, it was an unknown number, "huh." she said to herself confused, though she clicked on the chat for a better look.
???
BRO SHUT MY DOOR NEXT TIME!
emelia
AYO WHAT? 💀
???
I SAID SHUT MY DOOR
are you that dumb mason?
emilia
WHO THE HELL IS MASON?
???
you.
emilia
me?
???
i'm going to come over and beat your ass
emilia
you don't even know where the fuck i live
???
I WAS THERE YESTERDAY
???
NO YOU WEREN'T
???
I WAS SO
???
WAS NOT
???
WAS SO
???
remind me who mason is again?
???
wait.
???
i'm waiting
hurry your ass up
???
SHIT
IT MAKES SO MUCH MORE SENSE NOW
I GOT THE NUMBER OFF BY ONE
YOU ARE READING
𝗪𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗡𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 - miguel cazarez mora
Fanfictionin which a 15 year old girl gets a strange message. "BRO SHUT MY DOOR NEXT TIME!" just from that one single message, a friendship bloomed, and during the months they talk, they become unexpectedly close. was it fate? lowercase intende...
