Broken(The outsiders)

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Jenn

Here I am, standing in front of my old house in Tulsa. It feels so strange yet so usual .

I never liked Tulsa. For as long as I remember, I have been trying to escape. I have been trying to move away. which is why as soon as soon as i got accepted to a collage in Kansas I immediately moved. Although It was hard to move away from my family and expensive I managed all on my own. I met people and found friends, I found a job, I was doing well at collage. it was tough but at least I was out of Tulsa, somewhere I could be happier.

almost four years away from home, I was living in in a one bedroom apartment with my boyfriend Spencer in Wichita, Kansas. My boyfriend of almost two years. I met Spencer through my first friend and co-worker when I moved. Makayla. She took me to parties and showed me everywhere, even let me stay at her place when I wasn't able to pay rent for three months and got kicked out. One night when I was still staying with her, I was depressed. I missed my family and life was just going rough on me. She decided to throw a little party to cheer me up and invited a bunch of people I didn't know at the time including Spencer. Spencer was dating this girl at the time. Hailee. She was sweet but crazy. Anyways months later when they broke up me and Spencer started getting close and dated eventually.

I always talked about him on the phone to my mom. Unfortunately they were not able to meet because traveling was quite costly at the time for me and Spencer and mom and dad had to stay home to work and take care of my brothers.

My brothers. I missed them so much. I got to talk to them from time to time but I only got to see them two times while I was away and that was for Christmas, when I was actually able to visit and stay no more than a few days. I was barely able to afford taking days off from work let alone travelling. I missed out on a lot of my brother's lives but I read about a lot of it in the letters Pony sent me time to time. I would answer his letters as well as send him a book from time to time. I knew who loves to read. Man did I miss my three brothers.

I came home from work very late on night to find Spencer sitting on our old secondhand couch waiting quite anxiously.

" You should call home Jen."

" Is something wrong ?" I didnt like his silent treatment. It gave me a rush of anxiety so I immediately picked up the phone and called home. To my surprise, it was Darry who picked up, not mom or dad.

" Darry? It's Jenn."

Darry did not sound happy. Not at all. He could barely get himself to talk.

" Come on Dar, talk to me. Spencer told me to call home. How are you guys doing?"

"they're gone Jenn."

" what are you talking about Dar?"

" Mom and dad are dead."