Unwanted.... or not.

Movie

Em's Pov.

About half way through Toy Story 2, I start to get worried. Mom said she would be home in a few hours. Which usually means 3 or less. It's been 4 hours and 10 minutes. Nah, she's fine. Probably hanging out with some friends, or getting a surprise for us. You're over reacting. I tell myself shaking my head, as if that makes it more true. Taking my own advice, and thinking that mom probably was getting something special to make up for another missed family day, or with her friends, I quickly make myself a delectable Jam and a little peanut butter sandwich. The best way to eat them. My ratio is about 2 coats of jam to every half dollop of peanut butter.

I go to sit back down just as the New Buzz Lightyear traps the old buzz in a cardboard rocketship. Jake laughs. I'm about to sneak up behind him and kiss him on the forehead when my phone buzzes. Thinking it might be mom, I set my plate down and frantically unlock it. Just a traffic notification informing me that there was a bad collision on I-5. Wow, thanks. That's helpful. I think mentally cursing my phone, wishing it would give me a text from my mother. Knowing full well it doesn't have control over that, and nor do I.

As I call my mom for the third time that night, I heard a knock on the door and Jake shoots me a worried look. I set my phone down and I creep towards the door, making as little noise as possible. 

 A/N Heyyyy so I'm so sorry I haven't written anything in FOREVER!! My grandpa died last Tuesday so it's been a really hard time. But I should hopefully be posting sometime again... PLEASE comment suggestions for stories and I will make em! Just nothing... weird. Also please comment if you enjoy it, or if it's boring AF... ;) Jk. But seriously, don't be afraid to be honest. Also please give me prompts/ideas cause I am in need of some desperately. lol. Kay... Bye.