Grand Theft Autumn

Something Snapped.

I text Pete and slept the whole way home. I never talked to my parents. When we did get home I went straight to my room despite my parents protests and them wanting to talk to me. I didn't care what they had to say to me. I looked at my lilac purple walled, clean room and my white bed and furniture. It looked childish to me now. I guess I grown up while I was gone. I just wanted to burn it all with the rage and anger that flowed through me. I would trade this room in a heartbeat for the one at the Wentz's. I remembered the way the room smelled, how everything smelled, it was how he smelled. I wanted to go back to where I felt like my home really was.

I began to get so angry and frustrated I threw the pretty white comforter off my bed onto the floor, knocked over a lamp and my desk and kicked a hole in my closet door. Something snapped inside my mind between me destroying my room and crying on my bed. I had a plan and Pete's sweet texts were further pushing my mind to do it.

It took about a week of staying far away from my parents and careful planning, but I finally found someone to buy the stuff, and a house to burglerize.

I snuck did a few houses through out the week. I never got caught because I learned from the best. Something in me changed. I hadn't heard from Pete in two days and he wouldn't answer any of my calls or texts. I went out that night and bought a whole new wardrobe of black clothes and got a couple lip piercings. I was mad at this point at everyone.

I woke up to my parents hanging on my locked bedroom door. I sat up squinching my eyes to the light pouring through my bedroom window. I looked at my alarm clock and sighed as it read just after three pm. I looked around my purple room which now had black sharpie drawings, lyrics and poetry all over it. I growled as my parents till pounded at my door and demanded to be let in.

"Fine! Shut up already!" I yelled at them and went over to answer the door. I swung open my door and glared at them, their faces turned from angry to horror when they saw my new piercings.

"What have you done to your face?!" My mother shrieked.

"And since when do you own clothes like that?!" my dad demanded to know as he got a look at my black clothes I had slept in. "We havent seen you in a week!" My dad went on.

"Your face!" My mom said still stuck on the hoops on both sides of my lower lip.

"Yeah? Well I guess you know how I felt growing up now, don't you?" I smirked and they looked at me speachless before I closed my bedroom door on their faces. I began to walk back toward my bed when my dad opened my door and walked in angrily taking a good look at my "new" room I had made for myself, he was pissed.

"Autumn Jane Wolf, what is wrong with you?! You've been acting like a delinquent since you came back from the Wentz's, maybe they weren't such a good influence on you after all." My dad yelled causing me to turn around and glare at him. Did he even know what they had done to me?! They forced me into another home and once they became like family to me they ripped that away from me, my parents were monsters in my eyes.

"The Wentz's are amazing people, don't you EVER talk about them like that again!" I screamed in my dads face.

"That's it! Give me your phone!" My dad ordered. There was no way I was turning loose of the only connection I had with Pete, even though he hadn't text or called me in a few days.

"NO!" I yelled.

"Now A.J.!" My dad commanded.

"Go to hell." I said. My dad came over to me and grabbed my phone out of my pocket as I tried to shove him away, then he and my mother walked out of my room. I slammed my door loud after then then collapsed on my bed crying. I may never get back to Illinois, my only way to contact Pete was gone. but I guess it didn't matter, Pete had forgotten about me anyway. Just then I had another bad idea, I could steal my parents car.