Blissful ✧ 𝐅.𝐖 (FINISHED)

𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬 ☼ Bellyache

3rd person

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Sittin' all alone,
Mouth full of gum,
In the driveway,
My friends aren't far,
In the back of my car,
Lay their bodies,

Y/n sat alone in her yellow 1958 Chevrolet Impala. Her head resting on the ice cold window, she stared out into the distance, her mouth full of strawberry flavoured gum, she sat in the driveway waiting, and waiting, and waiting.

Waiting for him.

Where's my mind,
Where's my mind,

'Where's my mind?' She thought to herself, "Where's my mind?" She mumbled to herself.

They'll be here pretty soon,
Lookin' through my room for the money,
I'm bitin' my nails,
I'm too young to go to jail,
It's kinda funny,

"He'll be here soon." She muttered to herself, licking her lips as she looked round for him. She knew that they were going to show up soon, looking for the stole cash. She bit her nails, she could feel her nerves increase by the second.

She shook her head, "What am I doing?" She asked herself, still looking for the missing boy.