I made it far enough to be back into town, I wasn't far from manny's house so I felt kind of safe. The situation was awkward and I never want to be in it again. I smelt like must and looked like have been hiking for three years.
I didn't feel good, I felt like was going to throw up and I knew I had to get home. My parents were gonna kill me when I made it back home. I know my way home to I decided to follow that route and head home.
I stopped at the store and grabbed me some chips and a bottled water. I threw my things in the counter and waste impatiently while listening to the cashier click her gum. I was liking right into her eyes as I paid her what I had life. The perfect amount it came to. On my way out I grabbed a bar off the shelf and left to go home.
I ate everything so fast because I was beyond hungry, I was more than that. I hate myself at this point. I hate what I did, or what I had done to the boys. It's not my fault I got into this situation anyways.
I was finally on my street. I folded the bag of chips and slipped it under my shirt. I walked past my neighbors house as they watched me walk on their lawn. They looked as if they had seen a ghost. I ignored the stares and walked to my side of the house.
I took a deep breath before lightly knocking on the door. On the other side of the door held both of my parents with a face I had never seen them have before.
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I have been gone for a while YALL😭💀
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Bad Boy Kisses |BWWM
RomantizmLooking deeper into the meaning of life, you start to realize the art of all the negatives and positive outcomes of it. Pay attention to the wind and listen to what it has to say to you.
