Saved or Tortured

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I started to drive in my car wondering are my parents still acting strange at home, what was I gonna wear and what was my game plan for Evelyn. My thoughts started to collide into one big bubble that was about to explode. I just wanted to someone to care about these thoughts but they don't.

I walked through the door where my parents sitting on the couch making love. I just walked upstairs to my bedroom and threw my backpack on the ground and laid down. I didn't know what to do. I had 2 hours to get ready for this epic party.  

I had help from by sister well fake sister. We are actually cousins but we want to call each other sisters because we act like it. I asked he.

"What should I go for Pirate, Cop, Dead prom girl?"

"Ummm.... The pirate."

"Thank you so much. Your the best."

"Your welcome. So, this Evelyn stole your Boyfriend Michael?"

"Well, he's not typically my boyfriend. He's just a friend who invited me to his party."

"Then how did Evelyn still your boyfriend if he's not your boyfriend?"

"Well, I just thought he liked me and we would hit it off at the party, but that didn't work out. I call him my boyfriend because he is a dream every girl wants to have. I don't know. I don't know if it feels like I am being saved or tortured."

"You have a different boyfriend life than me."

"Shut up. How are you and Kyle?"

"We are good." I looked at her in an odd way because I knew that face she always makes that when she's either lying or has bad news.

"What's up, I asked"

"Nothing." she said. I looked at her again.

"Fine there is something going on."

"What happen did you guys break up?"

"No, never. He is just moving to Florida and I live in Miami. It's just not fair. It's all because of his father and his new job. I don't think I can handle a long distance relationship. I, just, I don't know. Maybe we should break up."

"WHAT NO YOU CAN'T." Yelling at her I felt bad.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to yell. It's just you guys have been dating for a 3 years. I mean your 21 and he's 23. I am surprised he hasn't propose to you all these years."

With tears in her eyes I can see that she had a ring on her finger.

"OH MY GOSH. He did propose. Why didn't you tell me as soon as you came?"

"I am sorry I wanted to tell you, but i wanted you to notice it first."

"Wait, if he proposed why don't you just go live with him"

"I didn't think I could leave my life behind here. Plus, they don't have an extra room."

"Your foregtting Naomi."

"What Aria?"

"If he proposed than it's clear that you can sleep together."

"Your right. I am going to go call him."

She looked at me seeing that I was sad. 

"I love you Aria. I will never forget you ever. Thank you. You saved my relationship. Without you we would of been broken up."

"Your welcome Naomi. I love you too. Your the best. Bye."

"Bye"

I see her leave out the door from my window. All of a sudden I see a man in a mask standing and staring at my sister. He looks up at the window. I imediately went away from the window. I waited a little bit. I looked back out, he wasn't there. Who was that guy. 



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