~Chapter 16~

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Jack: "We need to find that way fast."

Me: "The only way.. Is to tell her." I look up at Jack with fear, but I know it's what has to be done.

Jack: "Jenn.."

Me: "It's the only way, babe." I unwind our hands and we just look up at each other.

Jack: "Whatever you think, I'm okay with it." We start walking towards my house.

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Me: "Hi mom. I brought someone over.." I put my head down.

Mom: "Oh, hello Jack. How are you?" She smiles widely.

Jack: "I'm good. You?"

Mom: "I'm very well, thank you." They shake hands and Jack quickly pulls away, then signals me to start talking.

Me: "Mom.. We have something to tell you." She gives a concerned look. "You might not like it, but.. Jack and I... We're... Dating." I grind my teeth.

Mom: "Oh. That's, that's nice dear." She smiles, but I can tell its fake.

Me: "I know you don't like it. I know what your thinking. But mom, it's what makes us happy. Nothing is going to happen." Not that I care about what she thinks anyway, but she gave birth to me after all.

Mom: "Okay.. Well we're gonna go out for family dinner soon. Sorry Jack, I don't want you to go, but it's family..." She looks down and pretends to feel bad.

Jack: "Oh, alright. Bye guys." He kisses me goodbye and heads out the door.

Me: "Family dinner? Just us two?"

Mom: "We're not going on any dinner. I need to talk to you about Jack."

Me: "Mom, what the hell. You realize I love him, right?"

Mom: "Honey-"

Me: "Don't call me that. I love Jack. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me ever since I moved back here to this dumpster of a city. If it's even a city, probably smaller, like a town. I want to go back to LA. I can't, because I can't go, and I'm not leaving him. Jack is the only one who can help me get through this. You have to understand."

Mom: "....Whatever. Your choice. It's your damn choice, Jenn. But don't fucking dare come back to me crying after he broke up with you." She crosses her arms and turns around.

Is she right? Is my own mother right? God, it would make me disgusted if she was ever right about something I thought she was wrong about.

My life is a rollercoaster. Every goddamn day there's something bad that goes on. It's fucking annoying. Why can't I just go back to living a normal life? Is that so hard to ask?

Yes.

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