TREY

Mom meets Trey...

Mauri's P.O.V
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"Who is this?" She asked.
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"Umm...mom this is Trey..he's my um.." I took a deep breath. I don't really know how I should describe this.

But I don't have to finish Trey finishes for me "I'm her boyfriend ma'am nice to meet you.." He reaches over stretching his hand out to shake hers.

"What a gentlemen..it's nice to meet you also Trey" She replies glancing over at me.

My attention is on the floor, somehow suddenly it seemed so interesting. I look up, to see the two of them are staring at me waiting for me to talk. "Ok..um..bye Trey I'll see you at school" I say hopefully satisfying their stares. I grab Trey's hand and drag him to the front door.

Trey try's to lean in for a kiss but I push him away; truly uncomfortable with the circumstances. He sends me a confused look then turns away; walking out of the door. My mother walks to the kitchen to grab a water. She only does this when she's about to begin a long ass speech that I know is coming. She takes a sip of her water, I'm waiting anxious at what's about to blast out of her mouth. "How long has this little love thing been going on??"

"A month.." I say squeezing my eyes shut afraid of my answer.

"Oh so you don't bother to tell me about this boyfriend for a month!!..and you even go on a trip with him..lord knows what could've happened!!" She yelled. Her face glinting red.

"Well if you tried being here for me instead of working business trips all the time maybe I'd find the time to tell you!!" I scream back at her furiously. She's stunned, standing with her mouth wide open. I grabbed my things and started to wheel them into my room, but I turn back. "Oh and mother it's sad that you don't trust me!!! I'm almost 18 years old you should start treating me like an adult!!"

"But Mauri I---" I slammed the door in place of her words. I angrily threw my suitcase and carry on-on my bed.

First, I started to unpack my suitcase. The photos from Florida were on top. I hope Trey didn't think I was avoiding him. I grabbed my phone from my suitcase and started to text Trey.

M: I'm sorry...dinner??
T: I wish but I'm tired
M: ok

I didn't want to be in this house with a upset mother so I decided to go out. While driving I tried to clear my head free from thoughts of Trey, Hannah, and, my mother. I'd been a bad friend, bad girlfriend, and most a importantly a terrible daughter. I hope while I'm gone my mother will drain her bad thoughts of me. But how could she? I was the worst person alive.

Without my brain confirming the action I let a tear slip from my eyes. My face is starting to get hot; my tears are falling rapidly, and my nose is starting to get stuffy. I can't do this why am I always crying?? If I'm not crying I'm thinking about crying. When I am crying I don't want to stop. I'm a cry baby. Well sort of. Sometimes I feel that crying helps my mind vent and let go of its problems. God knows I have so many.

I decide that food will help me cope so, I drive to the closest grocery store, Fillies. After, entering the parking lot of  Fillies I open my glove compartment to get tons tissues. When I'm done wiping the tears and snot off my face I look in the mirror above me. Yep...still look like a trash bag.

While I'm in the store I grab my favorite frozen pizza, m&m cookies, one gallon of lemonade, and, a huge container of gummy bears. The older lady at the cash register gives me a strange look. I try to attempt a smile but I know failed miserably. The old lady smiled a genuine smile unlike mine. When she finishes bagging everything except the gummy bears, she pulls her pocketbook out. "Gummy bears on me sweetheart" she says. Before I can even open my mouth she swipes her master card.