WES’ POV
When my torture ended and my father was passed out (and
hopefully wouldn’t wake up) I scampered into my bedroom,
shaking and crying. I grabbed my cellphone and called the one
person, other than Jess who could calm me down.
“I’m in the studio Weasel, I can’t talk,
what’s up?” My uncle asked
“Uncle Marshal, I-It happened again” I stuttered. I
honestly was surprised my voice even worked. Uncle Marshal
swore under his breath and mumbled something to whoever he was
with before giving me his full attention. He helped me relax to
the point I was almost calm.
“You’re shakier than normal honey, what’s on
your mind?” He worried about me so much that I felt
horrible to ruin his day.
“Jess is moving to London once the school year ends and I
was talking to Daddy Styles about it and he said that he was
the one who asked Harry if he would keep an eye on her out
there because he has to move Mrs. Styles to a different rehab
center with a better success rate that is somewhere far away so
that means that they are selling the house so I won’t be
able to leave the house. I am stuck here. I have nobody”
I cried
“That’s it. I am swapping to the Boston branch of
my studio. Hallie and I are moving out there”
“No, Uncle Marshal, didn’t you say you will lose a
ton of money if you do that?”
“I don’t care Wes, your mother made me promise that
I would take care of you when she left and even though no one
knows where she is, I want to live up to that promise.” I
miss my mom. She left when I was born because she was a mess.
You know the song The A- Team? Ed Sheeran? If you don’t,
listen to it. Now. The song was based off of my mom when I told
Ed that story. She left because she didn’t want to have
her daughter grow up to be like her. She had left me a letter
that explained everything and I was mad about it at first but I
understood. She knew she had a problem and knew there was the
possibility that she would never be able to get better so she
left because my dad was clean at the time and my uncle lived in
the area, she figured they would give me a better life but we
all know how that turned out. I finished my phone call with my
uncle before crying myself to sleep. Jess needed to come home
before I got back into my depressed state. She was the one who
kept me out of it. Jess, please. Come home.
Author's Note:
This chapter was shorter than the other. I know. I'm sorry.
So yeah this is Wes' story. I'm thinking about skipping
ahead to when Jess comes home, What do you think? Should I skip
ahead or write more about Jess and Louis'
vacation?
I want your feedback lovlies! I can only make the story better
if I hear your ideas and what you think about it!
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night_angel · 1 decade ago
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i agree more writing please!!!!!!!