The way into my heart

Chapter 2

Ello everyone I am back :D
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As I walked in softly shutting the front door behind me, I notice all the lights were off . Thinking I had gotten away with coming home later, I sprinted toward the staircase leading to my room but before I could reach the top of the stairs my moms voice came ringing from the kitchen "Sabrina why are you late?" I softly sighed responding " Sorry I left work later then I intended to it won't happen again" I say Knowing she must have just got back from her business trip earlier then expected.

I slowly took my time washing up before heading back in my room. I slipped into some Sophie shorts with a baggy T-shirt, after a much needed shower. I finished my messy bun before collapsing down on my bed .

I was extremely exhausted from my long day at work. My window had been partially opened letting the cool breeze flow in, It felt amazing. I closed my eyes enjoying the silence slowly drifting off to sleep.

As I faintly opened my eyes a good half an hour later, I could hear the soft ring of the doorbell. I quickly walked down the stairs expecting it to be our mail man Tyler. He would always bring or mail to the front door instead of the mailbox, probably in a effort to make conversation but hey I can't complain he is mighty fine. But as I opened the door there stood Beth and David, Mays mom and dad with two other adults that looked to be in late thirties or early forties I recognize them but I can not put my finger on who they are at the moment.

"Hi what brings you guys here on this lovely afternoon? I ask them trying to be as polite as possible.

"Oh your mother invited us for dinner she said that she is making her world famous lasagna so there was no way we could pass up an invitation such as that." Of coarse she never actually makes food unless company is coming over she and my dad are always gone on business trips and when there home they are to busy nagging at me to get better grades or have a better attitude that they could careless about making dinner or ordering in so ether I make my own dinner or don't eat at all not that it would matter as long as I am the image of perfection for the tabloids so that my parents precious reputations stay intacted there happy.

"Oh yes, of course it must of just slipped my mind that we are having company tonight..."I pause and smiled while opening the door wider so they can enter."Please come in" I say as they follow me in through my front door.

Without warning my mother walk in just as I had shut the front door after everyone had entered.

"Hello, everyone how are my favorite neighbors? You guys look amazing as always and Joule and Hank how nice to see y'all again, how are you guys holding up Boston is one hell of a long way away from here,and where's that young man of yours his name is Austin right? My mom says as she fakes enthusiasm about how interested she is in there personal life's, when in reality she could careless about anything other then her self.

Wait did she just say Austin? Of course she did that's where I remember the couple from they are Austin's parents, next time I will be sure to remember there names.

Just before I was going to ask Joule why both May and Austin are not here she answered my mothers previous by telling her that they are holding up just fine and that Austin and May will be here soon they have to swing by the airport first to pick up Carrie.
Who the hell is Carrie?

"Okay great, my dear I am glade you guys are doing great, and may I ask who this Carrie is? My mother asks as she smooths down her designer dress and leads us to toward the dining room which we hardly ever use.

"Oh yes it total slipped my mind Carrie is Austin girlfriend they have been dating for about six months or so she is going to be staying with us for a week so they can spend time together and so she can check out the colleges around here." She says as she takes a glass of wine my mother is handing out.
Damn I though maybe just this once I would have a chance with Austin but no he had to to have a girlfriend, ehh oh well she is probably a whore anyway sorry not sorry.

As I begin to get lost in my own train of thought I am snapped out of it by nothing other then the burning gaze of my mothers eyes on me as she looks at me as if I am a disappointment and I am instantly insecure about my appearance before now I had forgotten about what I was wearing or how bad my hair looks but now I am aware not only of that but of how much of a disappointment I really am in my mothers eyes.