Until The End

Bad Experience with Good Food

Alison's POV

I picked up the bread and it was under a dollar so I added it to my basket. Then, I put it back because it was whole meal bread. I hate that bread. It's so hard and ugly.... so that's why I picked white bread to put in my basket instead. It's way fluffier, and it toasts so nicely.  Despite the wholemeal being healthier, I didn't care anyways. Normally, I would, but whole meal on a sandwich? Uh uh.

As I looked at items to buy, I thought about my mom. It was the next day, and all my mom had been doing was asking where I was the whole time. She was so convinced I was out at some nightclub getting wasted, or in a dark alley. Which both, of course I wasn't. Why don't moms just trust their kids?

I know I couldn't just suck it up and tell her the truth for once because I know she would jump straight to an ambulance. Which isn't such a bad idea considering Ashley almost died, but I, and everybody else know that she wouldn't have wanted to be woken up like that, with strangers surrounding her. Also, because once she had woken up, she seemed fine. I don't know what her mom will do, but I guess she doesn't want it to concern me.

Vanilla ice cream, in it goes to my basket.

My mom had sent me out to the store to get her coffee and brea- Oh, wait! Coffee! That's what I'm forgetting.

I found the coffee and cakes aisle. I snatched the Nescafe coffee my mom likes and put it in the basket.

And what else....what else? I thought. Well, this is my mom's money, I'm sure she won't mind it if I just treat myself to some sushi, right?

Once I had found sushi and everything, I walked to the checkout area and set my basket up at the till. I gave the cashier lady a smile and I didn't receive one back. Whatever. She scanned all of my items before saying, "Would you like a bag at all?"

I replied with a, "Yes, please." I smiled again. "Oh, and um, also this?" I handed her some peppermint gum that I fancied.

She scanned it and bagged my items. "$6.57 please."

I handed her the 10 dollar bill my mom gave me, and she handed me back some pennies in change. "Thanks."

"Thanks, bye, have a good day." The cashier woman said before scanning someone else's things.

I exited the store feeling a release of sweet freedom. The music was so loud in there, ugh.

I made my way to my black car and just sat in it for a minute. I adjusted my front mirror, touching up my makeup. I was going out to a dinner party with my family tonight, which meant I had to look relatively nice. Not that this was going to go down well, since there is some unsolved conflicts between us. My dad and my uncle Reese always argue. It's not just like how brothers fight, it's usually a lot more intense. Once my dad took a beer bottle to his head, lets say. I don't really know why. Whenever I ask my dad about it he says, 'Don't worry about it, it's just our way of showing affection.' and when I ask my mom, I get this, 'What are you going to do? Brothers will be brothers.' So... this is all some sort of brotherly-love play fight? Whatever. I don't care if it doesn't bother me.

The only other really bad thing about this family is the two spoiled brats. Charlie and James. The twins. They're both 7 years old and do nothing but annoy me. I even threaten to kill them and they're still not scared of me. So, this is definitely going to leave a bad taste in my mouth. Ew.

Everybody else is ... fine I guess. Still annoying. But fine.

I'd really rather not.

I debated whether I should open my sushi in the car. If I did, would it stink out the car for ages? Ah, whatever. I ripped open the packaging and tucked in to my ready made meal.