We start rolling into Miami Florida were my mom lives, I didn't remember the exact house she lived in I haven't been here in so long its hard to look at everything without feeling some weird feeling in the bottom of my stomach.
"Which house?" Aron says as we slowly roll down the neighborhood looking at houses to see if I remember any of them.
"That one!" I say as I point my finger in front of me slamming my finger into the windshield.
"Ok.." aron says pulling over to the side of the curb as were about to get out.
We head to the door I'm shaking scared to see my mom and see what's she going to say to me, aron sees that I'm scared and grabs my hand as we walk towards the door, walking down the path like it's the path to heaven.
We get to the door and I ring the doorbell, I hear footsteps coming closer to the door......
She answer...... it's my mom....... she stands there with her jaw dropped all the way to the floor.
"LUCY! what are you doing here!? Your supposed to be with dad!" She says bring me in for a hug.
"Well I thought i would surprised you! I haven't seen you in so long". I say hugging her never wanting to let go, it felt so nice to hug my mom again.
"Ok come in! Come in!" She's say waving her hands in the air like she's directing traffic.
She freezes, she looks up and sees aron standing there.
"Oh" she says while looking him up with a shocked look on her face.
"Mom this is aron, my friend he wanted to come with us on the trip" I say pointing at aron like he's the jeopardy board waving my hands in the air.
"Ohhh, hi my name is Julie, does your parents know your here?" Julie says leaning her way against the door trying to flirt with him.
"Um no" aron says as he starts to get uncomfortable and looks down at me in a look for help, shockingly we learned to read echothers face expression well, he gave me the look for help.
"Ok let's head inside now!" I say walking in between them acting as the wall so mom can't see him anymore, we come in and sat down begging to eat some food shortly after we head back out to get our bags. As I leave the door I hear my mom on the phone with someone, the volume on the phone was so loud I could hear there conversations really well.
She was talking about me and Aron....
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RomanceA 16 year old girl runs away after being in a abusive household for 13 years, She procrastinated about leaving all because of a guy she wanted to talk to but never got the guts to. she says to herself that she will end up talking to him, but it's be...
