The next couple of days went by so quickly. Today was concert day, Me and Mercedes went down to catch our train, we caught it and took our seats, when the train stopped in London we got off and started walking around, we walked up to a house and Mercedes knocked, No answer, she knocked again, ''Babe, come on I know you're in there'' she yelled, the door opened to reveal a cute boy standing behind it, I looked at him, ''Who the hell is that?'' I whispered to Mercedes, ''My boyfriend'' Boyfriend? I looked at the guy, ''Dude. Put a top on'' I said as I walked past him, he looked at Mercedes, ''What's up her arse?'' he asked, I rolled my eyes and walked into the room, Mercedes came in and so did the dude, he took my suitcase along with Mercedes' suitcase upstairs, I looked at Mercedes, ''So how long you been dating him for?'' I asked, ''Couple of weeks'' she replied just as the dude walked back in, he pulled Mercedes into his arms and they started getting off with eachother, their lips were moving in sync, I gagged, ''Dudes get your tongues out of eachother throats'' I said, they pulled away and Mercedes glanced at me, ''What is wrong with you Becky?'' she asked, I looked at her, ''How about the fact that you have been keeping a secret from me for a couple of weeks and that's just disgusting what you were doing'' I said, the dude stood up, ''What the hell is up your arse?'' he yelled, I looked at him, ''Oh fuck off you'' I said, he looked at me, ''This is my house, that is my girlfriend, Don't fucking yell at her, and if you carry on been like this then you can go live on the streets'' he yelled, ''Kick me onto the streets then, I'd rather be there then here anyway'' I yelled, I stood up and walked over to the front door, I slammed it open, causing a picture to fall off the wall and I walked out, I walked out of the garden and down the street, I started walking down all the twists and turns, eventually I lifted my head and realised I was lost, I looked around and sat back against a wall, I slid down the wall so I was sat on the floor, It was pretty dark out, I looked around and started scratching a stick of the floor, I pulled my jacket further round me as it was starting to get cold, I laid my head back on the wall and started drifting into and uncomfortable sleep.
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