Moments

Chapter 9

**{ hey guys i felt like i should give you another chapter! I hope you like}**

Chapter 9

I woke up and i realized i have slept in way past usually , it was 12 and i soon realized i was home by myself again as i read moms note.

" I am so sorry hunny , but i had to leave i cant stay in that house or town anymore, i love you but i cant look and you and not see your brother it hurts me soo much, you father has moved somewhere i don't know , but you should be old enough to take care of yourself, theres a 100$ bank card on the counter and i will put 20 more bucks in there every friday good bye mu beautiful daughter

Love,

Mom"

I sat down and cried for hours , then i realized i had 5 missed text messages from dames and 3 missed calls , i was so upset i didn't hear my phone.

What was my mom thinking ? To just leave me same with my dad, did i not matter that much to them, was i not important?

As i was still crying my door slung open as dames ran up to me.

" Are you okay?! What happened ? Why haven't you answered my text or calls?"

" I-i couldn't". I could barely speak as i handed him the note my mom left me to read.

As dames read the note i could see anger build up inside him. It didn't take long for him to come over to me and wrap his arms around me and say everything was going to be ok.

We stay there for a long time without words, what would i be doing right now if he wasn't here?

" Jessie , i don't understand why they left you , because you are the best girl i have ever seen in my life , your beautiful talented and a really nice girl".

" Thanks, i just don't know what to do."

" come stay with me for awhile, it would be heart breaking to stay here by yourself, and i don't want anything to happen to you".

How was it he still cared , when no one else did, when they left me.

" would your parents care?" I said trying not to sound excited to leave this place for awhile.

" no, of course not, they have been dying for me to bring someone over, i never really had a lot of friends over as a kid , i was kinda shy".

He was shy? Didn't seem that way to me.

" You weren't shy when you met me?"

" no , because it felt different with you, i felt trust, and safe." Dames said with that smile that gets me every time.

" okay, ill pack my stuff , pick me up at 6?"

" sure thing".

As dames left my house i felt so happy i could be leaving for awhile but the words my mom left me still hurt like knifes in my chest.