Is She A Winston?? (Sequel to DWBS)

Chapter 2: Back to Square One?

"Whatcha doin out here pretty lady?" Wait, I know that voice. I look up and give Bob an unimpressed look. "Sorry Bunny, how you doing? Also, why are you here at night?" He asks me. I look at Bob in the eyes, and he knew. He can read me like a book, no matter how much I dislike it... sometimes I am grateful for it, "Come in." He told me. I give him a nod, and head into his blue mustang. 

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He passes by my house, and I turn to look at him with a questioning look. He takes a quick glance at me, "I'm taking you to my house, and don't worry, I'll let your mom know." I nod, and go into my thoughts. What's wrong with me? I thought, why don't I feel like myself? Why am I always like this? I get that I haven't seen them in five years... but why does it hurt so much? Why do I feel like I make no sense? Why don't I make sense? Why did I become so quiet? Why don't I talk anymore?  I feel a poke on my check, and I turn and see Bob pulled me out of my thoughts.

Once I turn back out to the window, I noticed we stopped, and are at his house, "C'mon." He tells me. He quickly gets out of his mustang, and I follow in suit. 

We get into his house and I see his parents aren't here yet again. I feel bad Bob doesn't have what I have, "Want a sandwich?" He asks me as he heads into the kitchen. I wait for him to pop his head back out, though he doesn't need to. I give him a shake of head as in no and go sit on the couch in the living room. 

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Bob comes into the living room five minutes later and hands me a sandwich. I give him a questioning look and he responds to me, "I love you, but you have to eat. When was the last time you ate?" He would know the answer which is why I give him a sheepish grin. The last time I ate was when he brought me to his house which was four days ago, "Em..." he sounds heartbroken, and I give him my puppy eyes. I know it hurts him... but I don't know what to do. I miss the gang so much. The pain hasn't lessen, and I just want to see Dally again... I want to see AC... I miss Johnny too.

A tear falls down my cheek, and I quickly wipe it away.

It's no use though. More keep falling down. Soon I'm close to not being able to breath. I slowly get off the couch, bring my knees to my chest, and try to calm myself down, though it doesn't work, like always, and I'm close to hyperventilating. Bob slides down with me and starts rubbing my arm smoothly and slowly. After a few minutes I'm able to bring my breathing back to normal. I turn towards him  and give him a nod showing gratitude. He keeps me sane... and I'm so grateful for him. Bob wraps his arms around me, and I put my head on his chest. We sit like this for a few minutes until the phone rings, "Probably your mom." He tells me. He gets up from our position, and goes to answer the phone.

I'm stuck with my thoughts again, doesn't my mom see that I'm in pain? Doesn't she see that eventhough I'm a little grateful she got me back, I miss my pack, my gang? I miss my brothers, and I miss Johnny... I miss Johnny.  With that final thought, I fall asleep on the floor.

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"I don't know Bob... what if she figures out he's her father? Yes I want him back, but is she ready to know the truth?" I hear my mom's voice ring into my room. Wait? My room? I quickly get up. I'm in my bed. I look around, I'm in my room. I get out of bed and slowly sneak out to hear what my mom and Bob are talking about. Why are they talking about me? 

"She'll figure it out soon. Plus don't you think you're being harsh by not letting her see the gang? And, she's thirteen... she'll be fourteen soon. Don't you think five years has been enough?" He asks... he sounds mad, oh Bob please don't get drunk. "She has a right to know."

"I'll think about it." She says in a harsh... hard voice, "Thank you for bringing her home." She says softer, calmer... and sweeter? "I worry about her." She says before closing the door, "What am I going to do with you angel?" She says before coming up the stairs. I quickly and quietly go into my room and go into the covers. 

Mom comes in and sits by my leg. She sweeps my bangs out of my face, and I can feel she's looking at me, "I'm sorry... but this is for your own good. I don't want you to see the gang or your father... I hope you understand when you're older." She kisses my forehead, rubs where she kissed me, and then leaves my room. I open my eyes, and let the tears fall once again.

After calming down for a few minutes, I close my eyes and let the darkness consume me.

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I wake up and hear pebbles hitting my window. Bob. I think, why be so rom com right now? I look at my clock, 2:15am... really?? I groan and get up. I quickly stretch and go to my window. 

I open my window, and see Bob ready to throw another pebble. I quickly go back into my room only to hear, "I'm not going to throw it at you, I saw you." After I walk back to my "balcony" he says, "Get a hoodie on and some sneakers. We're going to see your family."

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1,001 words guys! Anyways, sorry I missed Saturday, did I miss two Saturdays'? Let me know because if I did I'll write another chapter tomorrow so that I'm up to date. Anyways, how do you guys feel of the story? Am I going to fast? What do you guys think? Let me know if y'all wanna. Y'all don't have to. I'm gonna try to get another chapter up anyways tomorrow since I might not be able to this Saturday because I'm studying for midterms... oí haha. Hope you guys have an awesome day/night!! Love you Nerdmons (yeah... I'm gonna start calling you guys that... or do you guys like Weirdatrons more? Let me know haha)

-Jay