The Lake House

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He was standing there,boxes in his hands.I couldn't think straight, I thought maybe my mind was playing tricks on me,but no,that wasn't the case.

As we pulled up our drive way,Adam came to greet us,I needed to be as far away as possible,bit I needed answers too. Why was he here and with boxes.

"Hey Adam,you finally came,"said dad shaking his hand.

"Yeah,I wanted to bring some of my stuff now,to make the move easier,"replied Adam.

'My stuff.....'the move'

Is he moving in with us?No this can't be,this has to be some kind of misunderstanding.There's certainly some sort of explanation, I'm sure of it.

My mom interrupted my thoughts,"Come say hi to Adam,sweety."

"Um..I'm really tired mom,I'm just gonna to my room,"I ran to the house and locked myself in my room.

I don't think I can handle this.My head is spinning and I felt like I was going to pass out.I struggled to stand up to wash my face to calm myself a bit.I then got in my bed to sleep it off,but I just couldn't.

My mind was in turmoil, the horrible memories of my past were starting to flood in.I was beginning to have a mental breakdown again.I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think properly,I wished I just died.

I could hear my phone buzzing constantly, nonstop.It was giving me a headache.But it still didn't stop ringing, and I just picked it up,"What is it!!!,"I yelled.

"Sarah,I'm sorry about earlier,"said a voice.

I hadn't seen who it was when I picked it up,but it was Michael.

"Ok,"I said flatly. Silence followed.

"I want to make it up to you,"he said in a hopeful tone.

"No thanks,"I hung up.

What did I just do?
I had been really rude when he just wanted to apologize and make it up to me.There was no turning back now though. I buried my head in my pillow frustrated.

I hadn't realized that I had fallen asleep.It was already 5pm.My tummy growled,I hadn't eaten since breakfast and I was starving.

I didn't want to go downstairs though, he might still be there and I wasnt ready for that.I texted my mom to please bring me food cause I was feeling sick to come downstairs.

"Of course,honey,"she replied.

My mom came in with a plate of Lazagna,it was my favorite.I greedly took the plate and started eating.
My mom chuckled,"enjoy, sweety and feel better,"she said as she closed the door.

By the time I had finished,I was so full.
I heard a beep from my phone. It was a text from Michael.

Whoa this guy doesn't give up.I thought to myself.

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Are u still upset
with me

                        What makes you
                         think I was mad

U hang up on me

                    Well,I wasn't really
                     in a good mood

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