Chapter 8: Dinner

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*Ashley's p.o.v.*

After a succesful shoppingday i drove Giselle home and now i'm on the way back home. In the meanwhile it started raining.

At 6:48 pm i arrive at home. I park my car and run to the door. The same second i open the door, i hear Maria "Mi princesa, aren't you going to the dinner? Hurry up and change your clothes". Maria is latina and she always uses some spanish words. I love that because it always reminds me of my mom, she was latina too. 

"Changing clothes? why? I'm not having dinner with obama, just with a family friend and an asshole, no big deal" i say, smiling and flop  onto the couch. "No curse words" she says. "Sorry" "Try to be nice to him maybe he is not that much of an asshole" she says. "As if, Maria. I'm sure he didn't change in just 2 months"i say, still smiling at her. "Just be a nice lady" "I'll try" i say.

Just then my dad comes from upstairs and asks me "Are you ready?" "Yeah, lets go." i answer, standing up. I'm in a good mood. I hope it will stay this way.

On the way there we talked about the orphanage. "Would you like to go to the orphanage in like 3 days? I got calls that the kids missed you a lot"my dad told  me. "Yeah, sure , i'd love to"i respond, smiling wide while thinking about the kids i've missed. 

My dad bought the orphanage 2 years ago and since then i always visit them. I suprise them with gifts, spend time with them and sometimes even bake with them. These kids need and deserve some love.

 "Alright, they'll be so happy to see you again." he said while parking the car. "I love them" i say, opening my door. My dad takes out some roses from the trunk. He is such a gentleman, wow.

Dad rings the bell and we hear Pattie yelling "I'm coming". Right then she opens the door and gasps when she sees the roses. Then she hugs us and tells us that we should walk in. 

Pattie still lives in the same house. I look at the surroundings and realize that it didn't change much. It just got a little more modern. She has a house here in canada and an apartment in california. I guess because she misses his son when he is in LA, which he is most of the time and wants to be near him.

She leads us to the living room. She gets a vase and puts the roses in it, then smells them. Then she sets it onto the table and says "Thank you for the beautiful roses, Adrian". "Oh, your welcome" dad says.

Exactly in that moment, Justin came down the stairs. He looks at my dad and says "Hi", totally ignoring me. Then he saw the roses and stared at them for a bit. After that he looked in my eyes, but i looked away. 

"Come on, guys. You are probably starving." Pattie says. Justin sits infront of me. Okay at least he wasn't rude to me...for now.

Dad and Pattie started talking about random things. I was to concentrated with my food to even listen to them. I felt Justin looking at me weirdly i looked up and ...yep i was right.

"What are you looking at?" i ask him, not even sounding rude. "At your ugliness" he says and starts eating again. I'll just let it go, i don't care. He is not the same Justin from 10 years. Back then he was the nicest, smartest and funniest person ever. I have to get over it.

Then i hear Pattie talking "Justin has a break, so i'll just spend some time with my son. Maybe we could hang out together sometime". No, please not. "Well, maybe" my dad says.

After we finished i started helping Pattie to carry the dishes into the kitchen. "So sweet of you, thank you" she says to me and i just smile at her. "Justin can you please help her?" Pattie asks him and he comes in the kitchen. Yey i'm so looking forward to this-not.

Pattie walks out the kitchen and i look at justin who sat onto the chair and took out his phone. "Eh... won't you help me?" i ask him. He looks up from his phone as if i was crazy and said "No, your the woman here". "But your mom...ugh whatever asshole".

I started to put the dishes in the dishwasher. I cleaned everything up and heard a thunder struck. It scared me a little bit and Justin looked up smiling annoyingly, entertained by the fact that i flinched. Normally i'm not scared of thunders but this was just unexpected. I kind of got embarassed. I sat down onto another chair and also tookout my phone. 

Justin then looked at me in an awkward way and i layed my phone to the side. Suprisingly he then started talking "Where is your stupid mom? Why isn't she here with them? I swear if your dad likes my mom, i'll kill him. Nobody gets someone roses for no reason." my heart scatteres into million pieces. 

How could he talk about my mom like that? I'm sure that he could read it from my face, that this time it really got to me.

I stand up frustrated and say "At least he cares for his FRIENDS, unlike you!". I stomp off, already feeling the tears building up. No, don't cry, don't cry, please don't cry. But i couldn't hold it in anymore. Normally i don't cry this easy, i guess i miss mom a lot.

I walk out the door, directly feeling the raindrops, but at this point i don't give a shit.

Maybe it wasn't the best idea to meet him again. Maybe it was all a mistake...

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I hope you enjoy reading this story. All i know is that i really enjoy writing this story and i've planned a lot of things;)

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