Ninety

Chapter 6

"What have you done now!?"

"We thought you had stopped this behaviour!"

"Yesterday was only the first day of college!"

"Should we take you to a school of delinquents?"

On and on my parents rabbled loud enough for everyone in the visiting room to glare at me.

"Are you done?" I asked rudely.

I was going through a lot, I didn't need them rubbing in my mistakes.

Too bad because my mom burst into tears.

"Oh Frank, where did we go wrong?" She sobbed as she hid her face in my dad's chest.

Great. I'm a huge disappointment to my parents now. Right what I needed.

"You're lucky, we've paid for a bail for you and your friends. However, we've disowned you," my dad said firmly.

"WHAT!? YOU CAN'T DO THAT! WHAT, YOU DON'T LOVE ME ANYMORE!?" I screamed in disbelief.

"We still love you, honey, we always will, but you need to learn to be responsible. You're not a little high school kid anymore darling," my mom replied calmly.

"So you think disowning me is a great idea!?" I asked.

"Yes, the greatest we've ever had," my dad replied.

Well it's not like he ever loved me anyways...he's been waiting for this day since I was born.

"Fine, it's not like you care enough about me to try and solve this so called problem," I replied bitterly.

I stood up and walked towards the jail reception leaving them and my friends there.

"Prisoner 00457 you're free to-"

"Yeah I know, just get me out of here," I interrupted the receptionist.

After long procedures I was free to go. I had absolutely no idea where my "former parents" or my "friends" were but I didn't care too much. I decided to walk to my dorm room instead of waiting for my "parents" to drive me there.

I arrived about several hours later. Several people glanced at me as if I was a criminal. Oh wait, I was.

I stepped into my dorm room and shut the door behind me. As soon as I entered the room I broke down. My back slid down against the wall and my butt hit the ground. I pulled my knees towards my chest and bawled out a good amount of tears.

I stole a car...

I got arrested...

I missed the second day of college...

My parents disowned me...

I'm still the same girl from high school...

I'm still that failure who tried to hide her pain with alcohol and drugs back in high school...

Speaking of drugs...

I stood up and searched for my phone. As soon as I found it, I dialled a number I swore to never dial ever again.

"Hello?"

"Alex, it's me, Alexa," I said.

"Oh heyyy!! I haven't seen you in forever. Missed me?" Said my "former" best friend who was a terrible influence on me back then.