Stand In MRS. (On Hold)

Chapter Three

Hot choc

Camila

Molly's car has been parked in my father's front yard for almost 30 minutes and I'm seriously contemplating if this is a bad idea, I can always stay in a hotel for a couple of weeks and move my stuff when I get a new apartment. But I don't have that much money.

Even if my grandma own's a fucking fortress, being independent was one stubborn attitude I had and I was fucking proud of it.

I thought of my next option, Stay with Molly till... No Molly needs her space now more than ever especially since she's raising her daughter now. She has Partically been begging me to stay with her for the past thirty minutes but I had to refuse. Sometimes Molly could be to nice even to her detriment.

I heaved a sigh. I have no other option but to snuggle in hell's hole.

Molly sensing my defeat rubbed my back then brought a paper bag from the back. "Here is something to cheer you up," She held it for a while "Just so you know you are wearing this to club tonight and I'm not taking a no for an answer"

I opened the bag and removed a sleeveless back gown that probably won't reach mid thigh. They is no way in hell am wearing this dress.

"Molly!" Molly's lips broke out in a smile as she fed on my bewilderment."Plus there is no way I'm going to club this night, I just got back. Don't you have a baby to raise!" she ignored me as if I was just bluffing and continued.

"You are welcome baby. When you told me that you had lost weight I didn't know how much so I bought you a size 4".

"I was a size 12 for Molly, I can't just morph into 4!" I sighed dramatically " I'm a size 6 now but that doesn't change the fact that I'm not going to any party especially in that"

She snorted like that was the most absurd thing I ever said.

"Don't worry the dress has an elastic so it will fit even better", She beamed.

I groaned trying to avert any of her plans.

"Remember you owe me," she deadpans. I snort, smooth move.

I finally gave up and she giggled triumphantly.

"So I'll pick you at nine,"

I pouted miserably.

"Sucker," at her statement I stuck out my tongue and she laughed which made my lips twitch absentmindedly in a ghost smile.

"Such a child," she chided.

"But you still love me,"

"Sadly,"

"Good. Because you'd be insane not to".

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I lied. Apparently staring across the yard from Molly's car was much more easier, but opening the door felt worse. My hand felt static on the door. I felt so immobile, you can do this Camila, But why does my heart feel so weak.

I knew he wasn't going to be around since I had spoken to him yesterday and he told he wouldn't be around since he had important things to handle. More important than me, some things never change. Typical dad. At least it's good he was a changed man even if it already felt too late for me.

I felt a little relived though because I had the chance to ignore everything till I could really face it.

I heaved a deep breath then pressed the door bell just to be sure no one was home. When no one responded I opened the door shoving my suitcases behind me across the door.