welcome home

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I woke up in a new room that wasn't my own. Oh my god, it was gorgeous! The walls were a pastel yellow and had these gray flowers on them. There was a grey wood desk with a vase of yellow sunflowers sitting on it. The desk chair was this fuzzy material that looked like it was the softest material on earth! The bed had a grey quilted headboard, a beautiful pastel yellow comforter, and so many pillows!! I got out of the bed and set my feet down on what had to be the world's softest rug. I walked out of the room and headed down the hall until I found what looked like the living room. The living room was large, bigger than I was expecting, and also empty. A leather couch sat in the corner, and sunlight was filtering in through the shudders. I walked past the living room and into the kitchen. Oh. My. God. it looked like the kitchen you would see in a cooking show. It was stunning. The pantry door was open, and the light was on. I walked over and saw a shadowed figure eating peanut butter straight from the jar.
"Tyler?"
"Ahh!" Tyler said, "Hey you're finally awake! Jesus Lilly, you scared me,"
"Were you eating peanut butter out of the jar?"
"Nope I don't know what you're talking about.... so uh do you like your room?"
"Wait that's my room? Really??? It's fucking gorgeous,"
"Watch the language!"
"Sorry! It's just so amazing!"
"Jenna put it together for you once we found out we were getting you, are you sure it's okay?" Tyler said with the tone of a child who was worried that their parents were going to disown them.
"It's amazing thank you so much!" I knew this life would be so much better than living with my mother.
"Your mother kinda pushed us out of the house after you passed out so we didn't get any of your stuff but we can go back and get it if you need to."
"I have some important things there that I guess I need to go back for,"
"Cool, so we can go get it and then we can see if Jenna wants to meet us for lunch, she's out shopping right now."
I'm sure I went super pale because Tyler looked at me with an expression of fatherly worry.
"Are you okay?"
Images of times when my dad was still alive started to swirl in my head. Back when my mom was still happy and there were no problems in my life.
"I'm fine"
I just need to forget my past, it's not like I can bring him back or anything. My dad died when I was 10, he was driving in the middle of a snowstorm when someone swerved and threw him off the road and into a ravine, I never got to say goodbye and my mom started to deteriorate after that.
Tyler still looked a little fatherly towards me but, I guaranteed him I was fine.
"Well there's some stuff in your bathroom if you want to go get ready and then we'll go get your stuff."
"Coolio, I'll be back in two minutes,"
I walked back to my room and into the bathroom, on the counter, there was a new pair of ripped jeans, a grey crop top, a hairbrush, and some makeup. I got ready and put my Adidas back on then made my way back to the living room where Tyler was.
"Ready?" He said
"Yeah" he led me past the kitchen and the dining room and into the garage where his car was. I hopped into the passenger seat and we headed back to hell.

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