The life I chose to live
All I know since yesterday is everything has changed
~Demi's POV~
My mom opened the door to this big house I'd never seen before. When we all stepped inside, it was already fully decorated and there were belongings left everywhere. It looked like someone had just abandoned the place.
"This was where I used to live before I went to LA. I wasn't planning to stay there for as long as I did, but if I'd have come home when I planned to, I wouldn't have you guys," mom said to me and Jazmyn. Ah, that would explain it!
Mom showed everyone where their bedrooms were and left us all to get settled and went into what was probably her room.
"I hate change," I mumbled angrily as I started to unpack, "It really sucks."
~Mikey's POV~
"Lyn-z? Jamia?" I couldn't believe my eyes. I thought they were dead. Well, we all did.
"Mikey?" They both said in unison. I nodded, then they rapidly wrapped their arms around me, hugging me tightly.
"Where have you been? We all thought that Ray killed you," I said, still clutching onto Ashli's hand like a lifeline.
"It was a stunt. The whole thing was fake. We had to get out of there Mikey, Gerard and Frank were acting really strange and we couldn't take it when they were close," Jamia explained.
I understood, but my anger got the better of me. "Do you realise how much Gerard and Frank missed you and probably still do?! What about Bandit huh? And the twins? You left them when they were 2 years old!" I shouted, tears now running down my face at the thought of seeing my brother and Frank unhappy once more.
"Well, where are they? We'll go and visit them as soon as- hey Brandon! How's my prince B?" Lyn-z said, ignoring the fact that I was really angry at her and Jamia. Lyn-z was hugging a child - about Ashli's age - that I guessed was her son.
"Um... okay," I said after calming down a lot. "Follow me, I'll take you their place. Be prepared for them to be quite angry or upset though," I said, walking to my car with Ashli. Once she was ready, I drove to the only place that Frank, Gerard and their kids had to be: the old house...
My mom opened the door to this big house I'd never seen before. When we all stepped inside, it was already fully decorated and there were belongings left everywhere. It looked like someone had just abandoned the place.
"This was where I used to live before I went to LA. I wasn't planning to stay there for as long as I did, but if I'd have come home when I planned to, I wouldn't have you guys," mom said to me and Jazmyn. Ah, that would explain it!
Mom showed everyone where their bedrooms were and left us all to get settled and went into what was probably her room.
"I hate change," I mumbled angrily as I started to unpack, "It really sucks."
~Mikey's POV~
"Lyn-z? Jamia?" I couldn't believe my eyes. I thought they were dead. Well, we all did.
"Mikey?" They both said in unison. I nodded, then they rapidly wrapped their arms around me, hugging me tightly.
"Where have you been? We all thought that Ray killed you," I said, still clutching onto Ashli's hand like a lifeline.
"It was a stunt. The whole thing was fake. We had to get out of there Mikey, Gerard and Frank were acting really strange and we couldn't take it when they were close," Jamia explained.
I understood, but my anger got the better of me. "Do you realise how much Gerard and Frank missed you and probably still do?! What about Bandit huh? And the twins? You left them when they were 2 years old!" I shouted, tears now running down my face at the thought of seeing my brother and Frank unhappy once more.
"Well, where are they? We'll go and visit them as soon as- hey Brandon! How's my prince B?" Lyn-z said, ignoring the fact that I was really angry at her and Jamia. Lyn-z was hugging a child - about Ashli's age - that I guessed was her son.
"Um... okay," I said after calming down a lot. "Follow me, I'll take you their place. Be prepared for them to be quite angry or upset though," I said, walking to my car with Ashli. Once she was ready, I drove to the only place that Frank, Gerard and their kids had to be: the old house...
