Raelynn's POV
After Heaven refused to tell me what I wanted to know, I rushed home leaving all my friends with questions of their own.
They wanted answers, but I didn't even know what answers to give them because I still don't have any.
Pulling into my driveway I got out of my car and slammed the door shut.
I jogged up to my front door, slamming it open and close within minutes.
I looked around to see my dad giving me a frightened look as he was turned around on the couch.
" Hey.."
I cut him off by jogging over to the stairs, and up to my room.
" Or not." He said as I started to jog up the stairs.
As soon as I hit my room I slammed the door, and pulled out my phone.
Looking through all my contacts I found my mom's and pressed call.
No answer
I pressed call again, bringing the phone up to my ear.
No answer
God damnit!
I pressed call again holding it up to my ear.
" Answer"
" Answer"
" Answer"
I pleaded.
No answer
" God damnit!" I screamed throwing my phone onto the bed.
As I ran my hands through hair an idea popped up in my head.
I rushed over to my dresser and rummaged through the top drawer until I found a folded up piece of paper.
Unfolding the paper I picked up the paper and dialed the number.
" Hello?" The other line picked up.
" Hi is this Mrs. Shaw?"
" This is she? May I ask who's calling?"
" Um my names Raelynn. My mother is London."
" Oh.. uh yes. How may I help you dear?" The fragile voice questioned.
" I was just wondering if I was able to talk to my mom. I think somethings wrong with her phone."
" Darling I wish I could help you but your mom's not here."
I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion.
" She's not?"
" No. She came down here for the week while she got her divorce finalized then she left."
Divorce?
Wait. No. That can't be.
" Oh..uhhh." I stuttered. " Right. I totally forgot. Thanks."
I quickly hung up, then dropped my phone out of my hand.
Tears started to spring to my eyes.
I turned around as I heard my bedroom door open.
" Hey honey everything.." He stopped short. " Wow, what's going on?"
He rushed in my room and over to me.
He placed a hand on my shoulder, but I backed away causing it to fall.
He gave me a confused look.
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