Chapter Eight

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I lay there as her small frame slept on my much larger frame. I picked up my phone and looked at the time and contemplated getting up and driving us back too my house. My phone said it was four in the morning so I carefully tried to get up without waking my beautiful angel up. All thought shes not much of an angel too survive her father she had to do things some of witch could of gotten her arrested butt it only got her shot.

I managed too get up and crawl into the drivers seat and start the car all without waking her up. I was driving down the road and half way there I heard her sweet morning voice and stopped at the red light turned around and said good morning beautiful. She started stretching and asked me what was for breakfast. I chuckled and said what not even a good morning. She looked at me and said good morning baby, can we go get some breakfast now.

I looked at her and said, how do pancakes sound? She got a big smile on her face like a little kid on Christmas, she nodded her head and said that sounds like a good idea. The light turned green abd i drove up switched lanes and turned into her favorite diner.

I parked the car in the parking spot right next to the door, we got out of the car after i pulled my wallet out of the glove compartment. I walked over too her and she grabbed my hand and we walked in. We sat down in the booth that is in the back of the diner. It was quiet and there wasn't anyone really in the diner so we basically had it to ourselves and the old men who are always there.

We had just sat down and the waitress walked up and asked us what we wanted to drink as she looked up at us. She stopped in the middle of her sentence and said well well if it isn't troubled waiting to happen as she laughed.

Hey aunt December, how are you doing? I asked as June had a look of confusion plastered on her face. I looked at her laughed and said June this is my aunt December. She stood up right beside me and shook my aunts hand. My aunt pulled me aside and asked me who she is and why I was with her. I looked her in the eyes and said June Isabella Andrews and shes the girl that got shot in the shoulder two years ago.

She looked at me in shock as I explained real fast why she was with me. She pushed me aside and went to hug her and also whispered something in her ear and June whispered something back.

June and I sat back down back in the booth as my aunt said ok what would y'all like to drink.

Water for both of us I said, and she rushed off. I looked at June who was blushing and she was as red as a tomato. I looked at her and asked, what did my aunt say to you?

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