We slowly pulled into the driveway of a terrance house. I look around coming to senses with my surroundings. the old lady has been asking me questions the whole way to her house I ignored her not wanting to argue or engage with her. I've been texting my friend the whole way here she agreed to let me stay at her house and said she'll pick me up after school.
so ill be stuck in this house for a couple hour. great. I feel my arm fall that I was resting against the car door. I quickly turn my had and see the old lady smiling and waving for me to come inside. I roll my eyes and get out the car, she grabs my bag out the trunk. I grab it from her hand and say "I got it thanks" and closes the car door with my free hand.
she began to lead me inside the house, I follow her slowly barely moving as my feet dragged upon the concrete. I heard a loud "YO" from a deep voice I turn my head and seen a boy running to a car with his backpack on. I kept my eyes on him closely watching his every movement, I may seem like a stalker but I was only trying to see his face. He had fluffy brown hair that slightly bounced as he ran. a black nike hoodie and grey sweatpants with black and white air forces to match. I glance at him till he gets in the car i'm guessing with his friends, because they all looked around his age.
the old lady then say "come on dear your letting the cold air out" I mumbled a sorry and began to walk back slowly in the house dreading these miserable few hours im finna have to deal with. I barely glanced around her house I just sat down on the couch and pulled my suitcase in front of me. the old lady asked me if "I was hungry" I replied back with "no". time was so slow seconds felt like hours. minutes felt like days. and hours felt like years.
I kept quiet the whole time, I started to feel hungry but I didn't speak up nor did I say a word to her. my phone began to ring pulling me out of my intrusive thoughts "hello" i say into the phone, "drop your location me and my mum are on the way" It was my friend. I mentally cheer and quickly swept the phone from my ear. the time read 2:30pm. I thought it was 10am if i'm being honest.
I send her my location and she texts back "on my way" and proceeds to hang up. I got up from the couch and started to wonder around this ladys house looking for the bathroom, I find a picture of a young boy standing hanging on the wall. I pause as I look at the picture wondering if this lady has a son. i feel terrible for her son. I continue my journey to the bathroom. soon after getting out the bathroom there was a knocked on the front door. the old lady took about 5 minutes to get to the door after finally opening i heard my friend say "hey is melissa here"
I grabbed my suitcase and my phone charger out of the wall and walked past the woman and to my friend. "hey mel are you ready" my friend laine said I smile and shake my head. me and laine walked back to her car and her mom put my suitcase in the car trunk. I got in the car mentally thanking laine for saving me. I don't think I would've lasted a day in that house.
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neighborly love
Teen Fictiona girl with a troubled life is constantly moving houses, she finally feels a real the stay at one house.. all because of her neighbor. she begins to like him, will he like her back?
