Hey guys, thanks to the people who left feedback :D That was really cool (
And I made more paragraphs thingies so it is easier for you to read, I'm
not very good at writing thrilling kinda bits, but it will get better I
promise
"Maria, get up now!" Amy Deluca yelled into her daughter's bedroom.
"No! Go away" came the reply
"You are getting up and going outside, even if I have to drag you kicking and screaming. You have been moping around the house for 3 weeks, not even around the house. Just in your bedroom and no daughter of mine is going to become a hermit."
Maria groaned, dragging herself out of bed. She knew there was no way she was going to win this fight. Her mum was even more stubborn than Maria.
It had been 3 weeks since Michael left and yet the pain felt just the same. Every night she would cry herself to sleep, then dream of him coming and taking her off into the sunset. But of course that would never happen, she just missed him so much.
Amy Deluca was getting more and more worried about her daughter. Sure she had suffered a broken heart, but by now shouldn't she start to become more like her old self. Even the mysterious sparkle in Maria's green eyes had disappeared.
'I will kill Michael if I ever see him again!' Amy thought angrily. 'No one can do this to my daughter and get away with it.'
Amy smiled as she saw Maria come into the kitchen. But the smile quickly disappeared when she saw her face. Her eyes were puffy and red and her face was blotchy, it looked like she had been crying for weeks, which she had.
"Honey I could you please run this parcel to the post office?" Amy asked
"Yeah, whatever" Maria mumbled back.
"Good, well I have to get to work, and could you please try to look more happy, it's not the end of the world you know."
And with that Amy left. Maria, standing alone in the kitchen, broke down and started sobbing silently again.
Maria blinked a few times, trying to make her eyes adjust to the bright sun outside. She had decided to walk to the post office, the Jetta held too much memories of her and Michael.
Before she knew it, she was at the park. It looked so cheery and peaceful. She noticed a familiar looking figure, sitting at one of the park benches, bent over something.
"Hey" Maria said as she sat down next to Jesse
"Maria, the stamp says Los Angeles. That's were they are, well were. They wouldn't be very far away from there anyhow. It was posted 3 days ago. 3 days!"
"Slow down, slow down. What are you talking about? A stamp on what?"
"I got a letter from Isabel today. It's from Los Angeles. That's were they are."
This was said in a matter of seconds. Jesse was so excited, his eyes blazed with it and he was talking in one breath.
"Oh my god! How are they, is Michael alright?"
"Yeah, yeah they are all fine, Maria I'm going to find them."
"I'm going too, but we have to plan this out. The FBI agents have been following us since they left."
Maria couldn't believe her luck, she was going to see Michael again, she knew it, she could feel it. They spent an hour coming up with the perfect plan to throw the FBI agents off.
Maria rushed home, she had to pack. She turned into the side street she rarely used. It cut about 2 minuets off her trip, but it was so spooky she never went near it. Maria neared the end of the alley, when someone stepped in front of her.
"Are you Maria Deluca?" "Who are you?"
"I ask the question here, and I know you are Maria Deluca, I have seen your picture."
Maria's heart beat a million miles an hour. "I think your mistaken me for someone else, I'm not Maria Deluca."
"Someone should have taught you to lie kiddo"
Maria started to back up slowly, breath Maria, breath, she told herself.
"Sorry hun, you aren't getting away that easily."
Maria was just about to bolt, when she felt pain all down her neck, someone was drugging her. Maria opened her eyes in horror, just before she blanked out.
"Maria, get up now!" Amy Deluca yelled into her daughter's bedroom.
"No! Go away" came the reply
"You are getting up and going outside, even if I have to drag you kicking and screaming. You have been moping around the house for 3 weeks, not even around the house. Just in your bedroom and no daughter of mine is going to become a hermit."
Maria groaned, dragging herself out of bed. She knew there was no way she was going to win this fight. Her mum was even more stubborn than Maria.
It had been 3 weeks since Michael left and yet the pain felt just the same. Every night she would cry herself to sleep, then dream of him coming and taking her off into the sunset. But of course that would never happen, she just missed him so much.
Amy Deluca was getting more and more worried about her daughter. Sure she had suffered a broken heart, but by now shouldn't she start to become more like her old self. Even the mysterious sparkle in Maria's green eyes had disappeared.
'I will kill Michael if I ever see him again!' Amy thought angrily. 'No one can do this to my daughter and get away with it.'
Amy smiled as she saw Maria come into the kitchen. But the smile quickly disappeared when she saw her face. Her eyes were puffy and red and her face was blotchy, it looked like she had been crying for weeks, which she had.
"Honey I could you please run this parcel to the post office?" Amy asked
"Yeah, whatever" Maria mumbled back.
"Good, well I have to get to work, and could you please try to look more happy, it's not the end of the world you know."
And with that Amy left. Maria, standing alone in the kitchen, broke down and started sobbing silently again.
Maria blinked a few times, trying to make her eyes adjust to the bright sun outside. She had decided to walk to the post office, the Jetta held too much memories of her and Michael.
Before she knew it, she was at the park. It looked so cheery and peaceful. She noticed a familiar looking figure, sitting at one of the park benches, bent over something.
"Hey" Maria said as she sat down next to Jesse
"Maria, the stamp says Los Angeles. That's were they are, well were. They wouldn't be very far away from there anyhow. It was posted 3 days ago. 3 days!"
"Slow down, slow down. What are you talking about? A stamp on what?"
"I got a letter from Isabel today. It's from Los Angeles. That's were they are."
This was said in a matter of seconds. Jesse was so excited, his eyes blazed with it and he was talking in one breath.
"Oh my god! How are they, is Michael alright?"
"Yeah, yeah they are all fine, Maria I'm going to find them."
"I'm going too, but we have to plan this out. The FBI agents have been following us since they left."
Maria couldn't believe her luck, she was going to see Michael again, she knew it, she could feel it. They spent an hour coming up with the perfect plan to throw the FBI agents off.
Maria rushed home, she had to pack. She turned into the side street she rarely used. It cut about 2 minuets off her trip, but it was so spooky she never went near it. Maria neared the end of the alley, when someone stepped in front of her.
"Are you Maria Deluca?" "Who are you?"
"I ask the question here, and I know you are Maria Deluca, I have seen your picture."
Maria's heart beat a million miles an hour. "I think your mistaken me for someone else, I'm not Maria Deluca."
"Someone should have taught you to lie kiddo"
Maria started to back up slowly, breath Maria, breath, she told herself.
"Sorry hun, you aren't getting away that easily."
Maria was just about to bolt, when she felt pain all down her neck, someone was drugging her. Maria opened her eyes in horror, just before she blanked out.