The Adventure of My Dreams {Colby Brock}

Forty Three

Thanksgiving Day.

I felt a lump in my throat as I got ready for the day. It was going on 1 pm and I was running a little late from sleeping in.

I wore a pair of black jeans, a red oversized sweater, black combat boots. My hair was gently curled in a half up half down look, and I had on a light gold shimmer for my eyes, mascara, and a bold red lip. I wanted to do a complete full faced look, but I didn't have enough time.

I just had a terrible feeling in the back of my head when it came to breaking the news about selling the house.

I jogged downstairs and slipped my coat on, tossed my phone into my purse, and swung it onto my shoulder. I went into the kitchen to grab the trays of food and the container of ice cream and went on my merry way. I grabbed my car keys that were hanging on the hook by the door, got outside and locked my front door, unlocked my car and popped the trunk. Setting all of the food in there safely with other items propped on the sides of it, I closed the trunk and got in my car.

Luckily today it wasn't snowing, the sun was shining a little, and even though it seemed a little grey and looked sad, there was still that little glisten as some of the snow melted. It was about 40 degrees out.

When I started the car Christmas music began to blast from the channel I had on yesterday. The holiday season was truly here.

As I backed out of the driveway I hummer along to the tune of All I Want For Christmas is You, but the version Mariah Carey did with Justin Bieber. I liked how much more upbeat this was than the original.

Being it was a holiday and most people traveled the day prior, the roads were pretty much empty which made going across town easier when I was running behind.

When I pulled up to their house it was 1:45, so we still had plenty of time to reheat the baked mac and cheese in the oven before everything was served.

I turned the car off and popped my trunk before getting out and grabbing the food. I closed it once I got everything out and made my way through the full driveway of cars and up the steps. Pulling the door open I stepped in side and yelled out "Hello!"

Coming right around the corner was my mom. "Oh hi sweetheart, don't you look gorgeous!" She kissed my cheek and took the trays of food from me and made her way into the kitchen. I took my shoes off and followed behind her.

"It's so good to see you mom, how have things been?" I asked, taking my fingers through my hair.

"We've been good. We saw that video you were in yesterday, quite an adventure, huh?" She popped the tray of macaroni into the oven and closed the door, setting a ten minute timer.

"Definitely was." I nodded my head.

"Well we have a lot of mouths to feed today! Your brother brought his girlfriend Amber, and your sister brought her boyfriend Paul." She walked over to me and gently rubbed my back. "I wish your special someone could've been here." She said with a frown.

"Please mom, can we not talk about Evan? That's the biggest embarrassment of my life."

"Evan? He's a great guy, how could you ever talk about him that way!" My dad said as he walked into the kitchen taking a swig of the beer that was in his hand.

"Because dad. I've never seen so many people take sides with someone that isn't even their family. He cheated on me and nobody seems to care about that or how I felt." I said with a huff.

My dad loved Evan, and he loved to drink. This was the biggest reason why I didn't want to show up here. While Colby got to actually enjoy his holiday properly, I was already annoyed with mine.