Coming back from Juvie was not how she expected it to go. Caroline Delta Grant spent the last eight years in juvie for something she never did. Her town and peers won't let her live it down until one event that takes place in their small town in sou...
Hey where I was born Where I was raised Where I keep all my yesterdays Where I ran off cause I got mad And I came to blows with my old man Where I came back to settle down This is where they'll put me in the ground This is my town
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Caroline's POV
Mississippi heat ain't nothing to play with. Beads of sweat drip down my face as I drag my bags down the long gravel driveway. The taxi driver wouldn't bring me any further so I got out and started my walk. It's been eight years since I have been back here. A long seven years if I may add. I was only thirteen when my parents decided to ship me off to northern Mississippi.
I made bad decisions for a thirteen-year-old. From riding in cars with older boys to getting arrested more than one time. What sent my parents over the edge was getting in the car accident and almost dying along with two other people. The night I left, I didn't get to say goodbye to anyone. My stuff was packed when I got home from the hospital and off I went.
A red and black four-seater Polaris SXS pulls up in front of me. I stop walking as a guy about a foot taller than I gets out of the vehicle. Light brown hair lingers above his eyes as his blue eyes stare into my green ones. His sharp jawline and big ears, with his diamond earrings, give his head character. His plump chubby lips are begging to be kissed but I'm not that way. I don't go around kisses every man I see.
His muscles bulge out everywhere. They would make an old woman drool especially with how tan he is. Grease spots are scattered all over his bare torso. I'm probably drooling right now. A scar above his belly button compliments his tattoo.
"Ma'am, are you Caroline Grant?" His sexy deep southern voice rings through my ears as I snap out of my daze and look at him.
"I am. Who are you?" He smiles widely.
"Knox. Knox Lancaster." I nod. "I am here to bring you down to the house."
I walk to the vehicle and put my bags in the back seat. I climb into the front seat and Knox gets on the driver's side. We turn around and start heading back to the house. My long blonde hair flows through the air as he speeds down the gravel driveway. The white house with the green shudders come into few. The gravel turns into red pavement. The house has plenty of windows to let natural light into the house. Columns stand tall holding up the roof over the balcony. The house gets repainted every year. I think it's a waste of money, honestly. My parents have people over twice a year, the founder's ball and the New Year's party.
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Knox pulls up to the front of the house and I quickly get out and grab my bags. Knox gets out and walks to me. "I can help you, ma'am."
I shake my head. "I'm gonna need the strength after coming back to this place."
He nods and hops back into the vehicle and speeds off. I drag my bags to the front steps. I take a deep breath and the front door opens. My mom walks out onto the porch and looks down at me. Her long blonde hair now has many streaks of grey in it. Her perfect figure is still intact at her age. Her green eyes are now dull and fit right in with the wrinkles on her forehead. I gave her a stressful life, although, she never called while I was gone. My father was the only one that called.
"Caroline." She stares down criticizing me. I was a skinny, skinny child back then but now I have curves and on the chubbier side. She disapproves of my curves and always had. She wanted me to be skinny and pretty like her.
"Mother." Jokes on her 'cause I am sexy. My dad walks out and stands beside my mother. I am a spitting image of my dad. The blonde hair, green eyes, freckles, and chubby. My mother was not pleased about me taking after him.
"Delta Dawn! I am so glad you've come home!" My dad runs down the stare and hugs me. I hug him back. "God, you have grown so much since I last saw you!"
"I know, daddy. My selfies don't do justice." He chuckles and pulls away from me.
