Chapter 3

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My alarm goes off and I wake up to the warm sun shining on my skin. The sun seems so happy I wish I could be that happy. But you can, you just have to work for it. But when I try I get hurt. Boston barks at me all excited, I smile cause he is so cute. I get up and go take a shower, and I let the cold water down my body. After fifteen minuetes I finally decide to get out and finish my normal routine of bathroom stuff. I give Boston a bath I learned that he only can take them with bubbles in the tub or he will shake water all over you. I go into the kitchen and grab some toast and seven strips of bacon. As I'm about to leave my mother stops me and says,"Who is this and where do you think your going?" She says. "Well this is Boston and why does it matter where I am going. Oh I was about to tell you that what I am wearing today is black leggings and a white button up." I say trying to keep my cool. "Well maybe it's because I do care, and Boston? That's a stupid name for a dog." She says the last part while laughing. "Thanks but no thanks. I am leaving, you forever." I say with a smirk. Her smile fades then she says, "Well you can't leave. Unless you applied for a college which you didn't so...yeah your not going anywhere." She said a smile reappearing on her face. "Well I did apply for college, and I leave today to get the hell away from you." I say then leave woth Boston right behind me. It's a purple Chevy Camaro SS I don't use it very often, but atleast now I can drive to New York with my stuff. I unlock the car and hop in, Boston decides to sit in the passenger seat. I back out slowly, and my mom gets behind the car her hands on her hips and yells, "You're not going anywhere!" Okay then fine. She wants to play it that way huh. I am about to get out before I say, "Hey Boston stay here. Do not come out for unless you hear me whistle. Okay?" He nods clearly understanding and stays. As I walk back my mother follows. I go straight to my room, grab a box, and start walking back downstairs. There kitchen with her backed turned is my mother. I quickly go straight to my car. She never noticed me leave before, so why would she now. I open the door and walk out, as soon as I get to the car Boston is still here. I put my box in the trunk, and walk back to the house. I breath in and take a step. I go to my room and take two more boxes. I have to stack them on top of eachother to hold them both. I look back only to realise that I only have four more to go. I walk fast to my car, and put the boxes down. I go back to the house, grab two more boxes, and run downstairs to my car. "What the hell is going on!" I hear her shout. Which is telling me that I need to hurry up. I place the boxes in the car, and run back into the house. My mom walks out her room yelling, "Damn it Autumn! What the hell is going on out here!" I freeze amd hold my breath. My mom comes out her room. I still stand frozen she slowly turns her head and stares at me. Then at my boxes and says, "Where are you going with those boxes?" She seems sad, to bad I'm not. "I'm leaving, I'm going to college some place that will appreciate me." I say calmly and move past her. I am right in front of the door when she yells, "You can't leave!" I turn my head and say, "Watch me." I say. I turn my head back around and walk back to my car. When I get their I let out a long sigh and place my last box in the car. I hop in the front seat, and start to reverse. The out of no where my mom jumps behind the car amd shouts," You're not leaving. I'm sorry is that what you wanted to hear? I am sorry!" She has tears streaming down her face, but I just stare at her. I don't care that she is crying. It's not my problem. "I am leaving you. You had seventeen years to say sorry. But now I don't want your fucking sorry. The girl that cared about fucking feelings. Guess what she died a long time ago, and there is no way in hell you're bringing her back." I shout at her, she looks shocked then replaces it with sadness and hint of anger. "I'm sorry but I don't want you leave. Please Autumn, I love you." I look at her and say, "Love. Never heard of it. Never had it. Never felt it, and if what you do to me is love. Then I never, ever want to be associated with word. Plus when did you care what I want since you didn't care I am not gonna care either." I say slightly irritated. "Please Autumn, I am so sorry." She says crying. "Crying. My mother crying I never thought I'd live to see the day. Well it's to bad that when you saw me crying you called me stupid. Now get the hell away from my car." I say with my anger boiling. "Please Autumn. Give me another chance. I will do better this time. She is sobbing now. This isn't your average sob. This one is body racking. "Listen up and listen good. I have given you seveteen years. Seventeen years is an awfully long time. I have given you so many chances. It is honestly unreal how many chances I have given you. Now I am going to say this one more time. Get the hell away from my car or I will run you over and not think twice about it. I said I am leaving and that's final." She looks at me then walks back slowly. Her head just stares at me then back at the grass. Her cheeks stained with tears. Her eyes swollen, and her cheeks red. I reverse my car back slowly. I check on Boston he seems hungry. So I guess I should feed him now. I pour a little dog food. I turn my head and see my mom still on the ground crying. I just shake my head and drive off. A tear falls then one after another. I feel as if my world fell apart. But not because I left my mom but because nobody listens and its only when I decide to leave that they care. I look at Boston and say, "Get ready we are going to New York." He nods and I turn on the music. It's Melanie Martinez. I love her. The songs she sings are so deep. We decide to listen to this song till we are about to arrive in Texas. I stop the car immediately. I packed everything. Except. My blade.

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