The Search

Chapter 4: I Won't Go To Europe

     I was having the time of my life. Summer break was 2 and a half months away from everything; Jimmy's fucked up hormones, school shit, slut shaming, and Hell were all behind me. I was free to find my true self, whoever she may have been. And I was loving every minute of it.
     Every morning around 7, I got up, showered, got dressed, ate breakfast, cleaned my room, then dropped my sister off at therapy. When I was done, I was looking at about 10:30, right around the time Papi decided to roll her lazy ass out of bed. But it whatever.
     For the first two weeks I was just hanging out. I saw Arianna every other day, but I was really just enjoying some alone time. Week three was spent at grandma's. Not the most exciting thing to do, but I made it work. Her house was quiet, so it was easy to think without distractions. I had a lot of questions but not a lot of answers. I was stuck.
     On the 4th week, though, something terrible happened. My family was going on a trip that I was not ok with. My parents had made plans to meet up with Jimmy's family in Europe and travel with them. It was not going to happen for me. I had to convince them to let me stay by myself.
"Mom I can't go to Europe."
"Ok. Why not?"
And that was my problem. I needed a good reason. "I just can't go."
"Well you can't stay here so I don't know what to tell you."
"If I can find someone to stay with until you get back, then can you go without me?" It was a long shot, but mom was pretty flexible.
"I don't know who you could possibly find on such short notice. But if you can, then stay." She wasn't happy, but she put on a smile so I knew she was trying.
"Thank you so much mama. I love you so much." I ran and gave her a hug and kiss, then I was off to my room.
I grabbed my phone and dialed a number. I had an idea.
"Papi I need your help."