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Julia Peckett

I started to feel sick. We were only half an hour from my mom's house. Taylor looks at me he takes one of his hands and intertwines with mine. I give a small weak smile.

" I don't know about this. I feel really sick. maybe we should go tomorrow, yea tomorrow." I say looking at Taylor.

He looks at me then looks back on the road." Baby......"He takes a breath." I know you don't want to do this. If it was up to you,you will probably never see your mom again."

I let out a small chuckle. "Yeah....Yeah, your right I need to do this." I Take a big breath.

I open the window and let my hand glide through the wind. Shortly after we were there. I felt like I was going to throw up. Taylor kisses me on the lips before getting out of the car. When I got out the car I felt like I was walking on fire.

Taylor rings the doorbell.After about a minute, of course, Sean opens the door, which I really don't want to see. Taylor moves from the door so I can walk in first.

"Sean this is Taylor,Taylor this is Sean." Soon after I said that I walked to the kitchen.

"Hey," I said quietly.

"Hey, sweetie.So who is Sean talking to or is he on the phone again."She still doesn't turn around to look at me."Julia can you dice the celery please."

"Okay, sure." As I was dicing the celery Taylor came walking in. I swear as soon as he steps one foot in the kitchen my mom turned around so fast you couldn't even say his name.

"Well well well who are you." Still, my mom doesn't even look at me.

"Hi Ms.Johnson, I'm Taylor" He comes to me and sit down.

"Nice to meet you, Taylor, you must be Sean's co-worker son."

"I'm actually your daughter's boyfriend." He says kissing my cheek.

"Well, it's good thing that my daughter got to move on."

About an hour later Sean's co-worker, wife, and son came in. Of course, Mark (Sean's co-worker son) sits next to me with Taylor on the other side. Mark started to get hands over dinner.

I kept trying to brush his hands off but it didn't work. I moved close to Taylor. He asked me why I was doing it I said I was cold but he looked at me funny.

I whisper to Taylor. "I'm going to call a cab and go home."

Before getting up I told everyone I wasn't feeling well. Taylor walked out with me and we went home.

"Baby what's wrong." He stopped the car on the side of the road and turned to me.

"It's nothing really I just don't feel well."

"Come on tell me."

"I just don't feel welcomed. I feel like my mom still hates me. I mean she barely looked at me. She looked at you first before even looking at me."

"If you weren't welcome why did she ask you to come over for dinner."

"I guess."






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