Chapter 15: End Back To Beginning
Anae POV
It has been 2 months since I’ve heard from Brandyn. I was hella scared. No text. No call. No tweet. No facetime. No connection at all. I wanted to just drive over to his house and make sure it’s nothing I did.
I got to his house it was around 3pm. I look up at the sky to hear thunder and a flash of lighting. A storm was coming through and I just brought clothes in case I was going to be stuck here.
Before heading to the door I got their mail out the mailbox just to be nice. I didn’t think it was a bad idea to go through them and see if I saw a letter from a college for Brandyn. We both want to go to Full Sail University in Florida. I want to be a photographer and he wants to be an artist. We both have talent and I love that shit about us.
I saw a letter that said:
The Connecticut Rehabilitation Center
4420 N. Sims St.
Milford CT 06461
***ARGENT LETTER***
Last time I heard from anything that has to do with the rehab place In Connecticut was when that crazy bitch Neisha went in. I hope that broad aint trying to get child support from my baby. She don’t even know if she for sure if Brandyn her baby dad or not.
When I went to the door I looked in and whenever the cup on the table is flipped nobody’s home. I sat in my car for an hour, when Brandyn’s dad pulled up.
“Anae darling what are you doing here?”
His dad asked me that like I wasn’t welcome or something. I was a bit heated that nobody won’t tell me anything.
“I came to check on Brandyn. Is everything okay? Where is he? Did I do something?” I had hella questions and I wanted them answered now.
His dad sighed as his mom got out the car looking pissed the hell off.
“Anae, why didn’t you listen when I told you to just go home? Everything is fine. He just needs some time to get his mind together. You can go home.” His mom’s words shot me like a bullet.
What the fuck is going on!!! I’m getting pissed off and confused.
“What did I do? Did I say something wrong?” I got tears in my eyes because this was like my second family and they tell me everything. I already have beef with my own family; I don’t wanna loose this one too.
“Just go home Anae. Brandyn will call you when things get better.” His dad said not looking me in the eyes.
I slowly walked to my car. Every time I look back they kept staring harder.
I got in and drove off. Before I got out the car in my drive way, I searched up Connecticut rehab center.
“Hello this is the Connecticut rehabilitation center how may I help you?” the lady said it so fast but clearly.
“Yes I would like to check and see if someone is enrolled here.”
“The name of the patient is?”
“Brandyn Glenn”
“Yes He checked in about 3 hours ago. He is in a group circle. What is your name so I can tell him you called?”
I hung up. What the fuck? Why is he there!? What the shitty fuck is going on!
I dived on my bed having all types of thoughts.
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Finding My Place (Completed)
فكاهة16 year old Anae miller is in her sophomore year at Eastwood high. she has went thru so much drama her freshman year. she started dating the most wanted guy at school, she meets so many new people that make her life so much fun. she finds out her be...
