Rachel's POV
I got back home later that night. My mom was sitting at the table just staring at her food. "Mom",I asked? "Oh hi dear how was your time with Kirstin"? "It was good are you ok"? "Go put you bags down take a shower then we will talk". "Ok". Something was wrong and I new it. I just did as she told me.
I finished up and i went down stairs. I sat down by my mom. "So",I said. "I got a call today", she stopped. "From your father". My whole body tightened. "He said he wanted me to go down to Florida and meet with him so we can talk things out". "What things",I asked. "He wants us to move down there and live with him and I think that we are",she said. "Oh no we are not I am not moving in with that jack ass",I said raising my voice. "You don't need to talk about your father that way Rachel and you will do what I plan",my mom said. "He is not my father and I will never ever call him my father and I don't care what you say I am not moving down there with him",I said. I went to walk off. "You will not walk away from me get back here",my mom screamed. "No"! I ran up to my room. I laid in bed. I couldn't handle it I just let my tears come.
