My Secret

Chapter 15

(Erica's POV) Chapter 15 (This will be a short one)

Daniel called me over today. He said he wanted to talk to me. It better not be about us again.

I was already almost there. I just wanted to take my time.

I approached the door. I was scared. I didn't want to see his face. But I still knocked on the door.

He opened the door. He smiled at me and said hi.

"Hey."

"I missed you." he said.

"Yeah... Can I come in now?"

"OH! Yeah sure, sure, yeah come in."

I walked inside. Everything was dirty and it smelled funny. I'm guessing noones been home except him. Since, Lila lives with us now.

"Sorry about the mess," he said. "I just haven't been in the mood to clean at all or at least straighten up."

"No, its okay."

"Not it's not, look it smells better outside in the back wanna go out there?"

"Yeah."

We walked out where, surprisingly, it was clean. I wouldve expected otherwise since the inside was so junky.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" Suddenly he was on his knees.

"I am so sorry! You have to take me back! I was wrong to do that and I promise, if you take me back I will never do that again, because Erica, I love you with all my heart. I have never truly expirenced love until I met you. Until I kissed you. Erica you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I'm begging you, take me back? Please?"

"I... I'm sorry. I can't. What  you did to me was terrible and unforgivable and I don't think that I can ever get over it. In the future there might be another chance but for now... No. I'm sorry."

"Please, Erica, I understand that I didn't help the whole thing with your mom by doing that. I understand I wasn't the best boyfriend or the best person."

"No you weren't."

"And I get that. I do."

"Daniel... I have to go."

"Erica I'm sorry."

"Goodbye Daniel."

***

I got an smelled food, I didn't know what it was. All I knew was that when I walked into the kitchen the food was burning and Dylan was asleep on the table. Really?

I ran to the stove and turned the burners off and pu the about to burnt to a crisp food on a plate. It was darkening oun the outside, but I hoped in would still be edible, if not I'm going to be so mad. Next, I ran to Dylan side and pushed him off the table, wich woke him up.

"Ah!" 

"GET UP!"

"Why?!"

"Our food was burning! Why would you go to sleep?"

"I wasn't making any food."

"What?"

"Well Britt came over earlier and she hung out with Lila. Then I said that me and Lila were gunna go to bed and the I showed her to the door and locked it." He sounded drunk.

"Let me smell your breath."

"Ok." It smelled like alot of beer.

"Were you drinking?!"

"A little."

"Do you think maybe you couldve passed out from all the beer, not locked the door, and maybe Britt did this?"

"You got it all figured out." I heard someone say as I heard Dylan say,"I guess that's a possibility."

I turned around and saw the one person I thought I never see again... my mother.

"How are you alive?!"

"I don't know maybe the bullet didn't shoot me anywhere important."

"Where'd it hit?"

"My right arm at the shoulder."

"Ok! Now leave!"

"Oh, Erica. Is that anyway to talk to your mother?"

"I don't consider you to be my mother."

"Well, I don't consider you to be my daughter, but were related one way or another."

"Get out!"

"Fine I'm leaving, but guess what I did this. It's not crimal but I'm just building up my strength. Now I make my depart, but be warned my dearest, I will come back." Then she left and I locked the door after her.

***

I was iwth Dylan and Lila on our bed, Lila in the middle.  Lila was alsleep, were talking.

"Dylan?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry, for everything."

"Whats everything?"

"You know, when I pushed you off the table and dragging you and Daniel into this whole mess with my mom and Britt."

"We were already in the mess with Britt, but the mom thing, it's okay."

"No it's not," I said crawling over Lila, and onto to him. "It's not."

He pouted, "Yes it is."

"No it's not, I brought you into my mess of a family, I ruined everything."

"Its fine. I go anywhere with you even into your family."

"Thanks."

"Your welcome."

"Wanna go to sleep now?"

"Yeah." I crawled back over to my side and we both went to sleep. 

I thought I could escape from the world with a dream, but I dreamed of my mother.