When Jake dropped me off, I felt better. I walked through the doors of my house and was slapped in he face with the sweet smell of cookies I went to the kitchen, kicking off my shoes in the process. There was cookies on the stove, chocolate chip, my favorite. I opened up the door to he freezer and got out my favorite, blue bell homemade vanilla ice cream. I started scooping some in a cup and threw many cookies on top and headed to the living room to turn on some TV, when I heard a thump coming from upstairs, I set my ice cream in the freezer and walked into my moms room, and I heated the thump again. "Shoot! Why won't this fit!?" I walked through to my moms huge bathroom and saw her trying to fit in to her old mini skirt, that she probably wore in high school. Gross! I almost threw up at the sight, it was disgusting. "Mom, what are you thinking?" I shouted, but quickly covered my mouth. "I'm trying to go out to the bar and get my mind of things. " she screamed. "Whatever mom, just so you know you look like a slutty old wrinkled mess." I laughed and threw a sassy smile on, her face turned bright red, and I smirked and headed out when she tapped on my shoulder and as I turned around she slapped me hard on my face and I fell down, "oh sweetie, I'm no slut." She giggled and turned to her pile of heels and started to sort through them, I stumbled out of the door. I could hear her heels click against the ground and as they got closer, she kicked me hard in the leg and I felt a sharp pain spread through my whole leg and I instantly started to gasp, I fell down and grabbed my leg, but not before I stretched my other leg out and tripped her, she fell forward and face planted on the floor. I ran down stairs, grabbed my phone off the counter, and burst through the doors, limping. Luckily I had my keys in my pocket, I jumped in the car and put the key in the ignition. I drove to Starbucks, once I got to Starbucks, I walked in and placed my order and completely forgot my purse, which meant no money. I explained that I forgot my purse and just as I turned, a familiar voice caught my attention "I'll pay for it, don't worry about it."
I turned around completely to face who it was, and what I saw made me lose my breath...
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Letting go
Romance17 year old Maddy had been with her boyfriend Jake for about 2 years when she was walking down the halls one day to find her boyfriend making out with another girl. Struggling to believe what had happened, Maddy has a difficult time getting him off...
