Chapter 3

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LCO 3

"I thought that guy was cute," Aunt Susie said walking back to the car. She was talking about Tom Cruise. She had discussed with Francis that he just may be a Two-Bit, but I didn't think that was going to be the case. It was lunch break on day 4, and Matt was still in the ring unfortunately. A couple guys I approved of: Mickey Rourke, Ralph Macchio, Diane Lane. But some people weren't great at all. I heard footsteps running up behind me. Shit... Matt. I turned around. No, it was Emilio!

"Emilio!" I screamed, hugging him as he laid a kiss on my cheek.

"Essie!... Susie!" He ran over and hugged her tight.

"What are you doing?" Susie said.

"Trying out."

"It's lunch break."

"Oh... Sorry, I'm late. I had a couple auditions these past couple days."

"It's fine, it's fine. I got a call from your agent the other day, you're fine. Just go on in there and talk to Francis," she said. She gave him a kiss on te cheek and started towards the car again.

"That was a surprise," she said, getting into the drivers seat.

"Yeah..."

"Come on, Essie. You seriously can't be all down in the dumps cause Matt's here!"

"But you just don't get it! It still hurts!"

"Yeah, I know. But would you rather look at your ex or be with your parents? Because if you keep acting like this, I'm sending you back and you can go live with your uncle George in Iowa."

"I'm good with Matt," I said. She stopped driving.

"Look," she started to whisper, "things with Matt are hard. But he told me that he was sorry and if he had the chance, he'd make it up to you. But he said you don't listen and it hurts him more than you think."

"He doesn't care."

"He so does care. Just get over yourself for five minutes and think about what he had to go through. Killing a child and running away just to be safe."

"HE didn't kill the child, she did."

"He made it."

"He didn't mean to."

"See you have some sort of empathy for him. Just try.... Do you want In N Out burger?"

"Sure."

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