Leather Jackets

THREE

I continued to watch Carter repeatedly grab Natalie's boob from inside my car. I decided that instead of sitting here and watching them making out like a creep, that it would be best if I just went home. Grabbing my keys and shoving them into the ignition, a floored the gas and sped home. 

My dog waited for me at the top of the drive as I pulled my car in. Ben was a Rottweiler, but still a good dog. He could eat twice his body weight in a month, the food bill coming out of my pay check, but I still loved him unconditionally. Amy, my little sister, ran out of the back door. Kicking up the dust as she ran down our dirt driveway, she leaped into my arms to say hello. Fiona, my older sister watched us through her window. My mom was probably at her boyfriends house... again. My dad was most likely working a 24 hour shift at the hospital.  Amy started talking to me, but I wasn't really listening until she brought it up.