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Runaway child

Summary:

What happens when Georgia and the other find out Ginny left? Multiple character pov.
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I don’t own any of these characters

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Georgia finally had got what she wanted. She was on top, her kids were happy, she was happy.

In the back of her mind, she felt like something was missing. She scanned her eyes over the roaring crowd. She searched for the smiling faces of Ginny and Austin. But she found neither of them.

Where the hell was her children?

“Paul, I don’t see the kids.” She whispered to him worriedly.

“It’s fine Georgia, they probably just didn’t come.” He brushed it off lightly.

Ginny said she would be here though.

All Georgia knew was that her kids come first. She untangled her arm from Paul’s and made her way down the stairs.

“Where are you going?” Paul questioned his eyebrows creased.

“I’m going to check on my kids.” She replied simply, speeding up her pace.

She could hear the dull murmurs of the press in the background, but all she knew was that she needed to get home to her kids.

The drive there was silent, her life had been a whole lotta silence since Austin stopped talking to her, but Ginny seemed to be happy.

She stepped out of her car slowly. The garage was open, but she ignored that detail to open the door. “Ginny, Austin!” She yelled loudly. There was only quiet in reply.

She tip-toed up the stairs, her heartbeat increasing with every step.

She pushed the door open to Ginny's room, only to see a scatter of half hazard clothes littering the floor.

Her heart pounded so hard it felt like she might explode.

She knew this sight all too well.

Ginny had run away, and she took Austin with her too.

Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Summary:

Marcus POV, I don’t own any of these characters. All mistakes are mine. <3

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Marcus sat in his room, throwing a basketball up in the air mindlessly. Max burst through his door, a crying mess. He wondered what she was whining about now.

“She’s gone.” Max said her mascara smeared. He looked at her, not understanding her words.

“Ginny. She’s gone and it’s all my fault.” She cried falling to the floor. Ginny was gone? No, that Couldn’t be. He had just saw her. She was fine. They were fine. He stared at the wall unmoving. No it couldn’t be.

He left through the door, stepping over max. He needed to find her. Where could Ginny have gone?

“Marcus where are you-“ his mom started, but he left ignoring her. He didn’t have time for anything other than Ginny. He was truly in love with her.

He hopped on his motorcycle. Putting his helmet on and he begin riding through the streets. “Ginny” he called out hoping she could hear him over the loud roar of cars. He must have looked crazy out there. He didn’t care though. Rain begin to slowly drizzle down from the dark sky.

At that moment, he stopped his bike. He hopped off and fell to the concrete ground. A direct image of what max had done earlier. He too begin to cry. Ginny really was gone.

He wouldn’t give up on her though, he would never give up on her. Ginny was his, she was his everything.