There's so many lies going on. Why am I allowing myself to get involved with all this.
I know why actually, but I wish it didn't have to be like this.
I pull into the parking garage and park, turning my car off. I check my watch and count down the minutes; waiting for him to come.
My phone flashes with a text message:
(Amerie): Where are you? If you aren't back by the time I leave, I'll be at Katie's.
I quickly send an Okay; Putting my phone back up on the dash, I hear knocking on the window.
Rolling down my window a little bit, he passes through the gap an envelope.
Without a word, he nods and walks away into the distance.
Looking down at the envelope I wonder where it is sending us next.
Starting the car back up, I speed out of the parking garage and head back to the house.
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My Dad's Best Friend Is My Guardian.
Teen FictionDear Diary, Today it'll be a week since I've moved into my Dad's Best Friend's house. I can't do anything anymore like I use to be able to when you were here dad. You gave me space, Ryan doesn't. He won't let my boyfriend over either because he s...
