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Chapter 71

Sawyer POV - one week later

"Okay baby, first things you do when you get in?" Pops asks me.

"Check mirrors, put on my seatbelt, start car, pops." I say.

"You got it baby. Now, my truck is a little bigger, alright? More blind spots to look out for."

I nod, "Okay. Can I start it now?"

He smiles and lets out a breath, "Yeah baby."

I push the button and the car starts.

I let out a breath.

"You okay, baby?" Pops asks me.

"Yeah pops, I'm okay. Just, I'm nervous."

He rubs my shoulder, "It's okay to be nervous. This is new."

I bob my head.

"Okay, put it into drive."

I move the gear shift and start to feel my anxiety rise.

"Baby, you do not have to do this if you're not ready."

I look at pops and shake my head, "I can do it."

He bobs his head and stares at me, "Okay, foot off the brake and gradually push the gas."

I do as he says, but as soon as I put my foot on the gas, I get freaked out and stop.

"Whoa Sawyer!" Pops says.

I look down, "I'm sorry pops!"

I sniffle.

"Hey, it's okay. You want to try again?" He asks.

I shake my head, "No."

"Okay, that's okay. I'm not disappointed. Just put the truck in park and we will switch." He says.

I nod and put the car in park then hop out.

I go to walk past pops, but he pulls me into a hug, "Hey, I love you. You got that? Baby steps."

I nod into his shoulder, "Kay."

We get into the truck and head home, pulling into the driveway.

I walk in and Maverick runs up to me.

"Hi baby! How'd it go?" Momma asks.

I stare at her with tears welling in my eyes and just run up the stairs.

"What the-" I hear before I close my door and beeline it to my bed with Maverick whining and burrowing into me.

I start crying and just pull a pillow over my head.

I hear feet on the steps and my door creaks open.

I feel my bed dip and someone pull me into them.

"Momma, I'm a disappointment." I sigh.

She scratches my back, "You're not baby. This is a huge deal and it's going to take time."

"But I was fine in drivers ed!" I whine.

She scratches my scalp, "I think talking about it is easier than the actual task. Remember when Bree said that could happen?"

"Yeah, I just want to drive momma. I want to be normal!"

She leans down and kisses my head, "You will drive baby, just be patient with yourself."

I burrow into her, "What's the plan for the rest of the day?"

"Well. I need a walk to stretch a little, so was thinking beach."

I pop my head up, "Beach?"

She chuckles, "Thought that might cheer you up."