When we get into the garage of our house, I pull on the handle of the car door, to get out. When it didn't open, I turn towards my mom and ask her if she was going to unlock the door anytime soon.
"Why did you want to come home, Jess? Tell the truth."
I moan, and roll my eyes. "Mom, it's nothing. I'm fine."
She doesn't believe me. "Jesse, please?"
"Nothing is wrong!" I demand. I wait a couple of seconds, stare at my feet, and mumble, "Guys are such jerks." I hear my mom chuckle.
"Yeah, I was there once too. You really think you love him, and your about to forgive him, but you catch him with the school slu-"
"Yeah, Mom." I cut her off. I really don't need to be reminded of what happened.
"I'm sorry sweetheart. Once you get a bit older, guys will stop dating girls for the fun of it, and will actually want a long term relationship. Let's just hope you don't turn out like me and get married to the guy of your dreams, have a beautiful little girl, raise her for three years, then watch him scream at your face while packing his stuff. Soon after that he threatens you, then slams the front door shut and never returns." She was breathing choppy breaths now.
"Mom, mom, it's okay. It's over. Dad was stupid, I know. We're okay now though!"
My mom takes a deep breath and looks at me. "Yeah. Thanks, Jess."
"No problem. Any time. You wanna, uh, unlock the door?"
She flicked the switch and all the locks flew up. I through open the door and got my bag and purse from inside the car. The door was left unlocked, so i just sauntered inside and snuck into my room, avoiding the second part of the upcoming "are you okay" talk with my mom. I changed into some fluffy pajama pants and a tank, then putting my soft blond hair in a low ponytail. I slid downstairs and turned the television on. No good shows, like always. I searched through the channels, until i found something bearable, "Dr. Phil." Me and my mom used to watch this all the time when i was thirteen. It's a rerun. "Troubled Teens" it's called. Some girl takes drugs and smokes, and the other sneaks out and disobeys her parents. It's kinda hard to believe that there are actually teens who run away from home. They have no idea how lucky they are to have a roof over their heads. I'd like to see them live as a hobo for a week. That would be a good reality show.
This chapter is kinda short, but the next chapter is interesting. Keep reading!
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Not Everyone Deserves a Second Chance
RomanceThis is a story about a girl named Jesse, who doesn't always get the luck she needs. One day, a new boy shows up on her bus, and asks to sit by her. It can only go uphill from here, right?
