Chapter Eleven

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He has his hands on her waist and they are kissing. Tears fill to the brim of my eyes and I know, I can't let him see me like this.

I do what I am good at; running from my feelings.
Sitting in the car opening my glove box I reach for the envelope that says "First heartbreak."

I open it.

Dear, Anna

I hate that someone has hurt you like this, but if there is any chance you can forgive him, that would be nice since he is your mate. I admit I did stupid stuff before your mother. I regret it, your mate loves you and I am betting the moon goddesses put you together for an amazing reason. Just know that I love you and I support whatever you choose to do.

Love Dad.

The keys to his mustang are in here and a little note that says, your brother got the boat you get my stang.

Wait, he gave me his pride and joy car? We used to clean it together and then when he was gone it was just me. My mom had the extra set, it still has all the original parts, except the tires.

I pull out of the park and drive to Anthony's place. I walk into the room we share and I grab my things and move them to the guest room.

I grab a sheet of paper and write: Don't try with me anymore or I will reject you faster than you can say my name. Also, Tell that blondie that you are now available.

I close my eyes and rub the letter on me so he knows my scent is on it. The way I rub it over my skin is the way I used to do with magazine perfume samples.

Grabbing whatever I need and then getting into the car. I put the phone he gave me back in the box. He bought it for me and I don't want anything, that has come from him.

I was beginning to open up to him, but my doors closed when I saw her tongue go into HER mouth. I lock the door and start getting my emotions settled. I call mom to tell her that the car is mine.

"Mom, can you bring my baby to me?" I ask, trying to hide my pain.

"What baby?" She questions laughing at me.

"Dad gave me his car and I want her here with me," I say stomping my feet all over Anthony's pillows. Might as well fart on it too, so he wakes up with his eyes infected.

"I will be there in about two hours. I should have sold that thing a long time ago, but your father put in your name."

"Why didn't you tell me that?" I asked a little annoyed at the fact I didn't have to work two jobs over the summer to get the car, I have now.

"You never asked." I hang up the phone after saying, I love you.

The door rings two hours and 45 minutes later and it's my mom.

"Hey, mom thanks so much you can drive my car back if you want to give it to Matt or something he turns 15 soon, so he can have it for drivers Ed. My mom pulls out her checkbook and writes out a check. "Here I will give you 5 grand for it and Matt will love it. He has been begging for a car since forever." Her boys get spoiled again, I had to work two jobs for mine.

I laugh and accept the check because I need the money to move out with. I can find a nice apartment or something. My mom leaves me and we trade keys.

I have about 20 thousand in the bank and so many gift cards it is not even funny. It's a trust fund my dad left me.

My brothers were given money to buy gifts, they bought gift cards, so I could take them places.  I did but never used the Gift cards. I have enough Mcdonald's Gift cards to live off of McDonald's for about 10 years.

Oooo that sounds so good, an iced coffee and their fries. Ahh, you know what, I need to go out anyways.
I grab my stuff and go out the door.

My stomach growls the whole drive there, since, I have only eaten a muffin and a few crackers today.

As soon as I get there my inner fat girl screams, as I order two large fries and a milkshake. I used to be overweight, it was because of all the emotional abuse turning to food was a better option. I debate about getting ice cream now because it will melt into the soup if I get it now.

"Is that all that you would like?" I look at her name tag and it says, Sara. I decide to order a chicken sandwich.

I pay and stand waiting for my food. While waiting, I get ranch and ketchup.
Noticing three little boys running around as I get my stuff, the mother is ordering.

I sit down and unwrap my stuff and start munching on my fries. I observed that one of the little boys is gone and I think, I saw him walk towards the bathroom. His other brother who seems to be a few years older has ketchup all over his hands and he has eaten his brothers, the one that is in the bathrooms chicken nuggets.

The little boy comes walking out of the bathroom and notices his chicken nuggets are gone. My mom's senses start tingling and I get up to go buy a box of 20 chicken nuggets. The lady rings them up and I notice the little boy silently crying to himself. Grabbing a cup of ketchup, I walk up to them.

"I accidentally ordered a thing of chicken for my boyfriend and it's a habit, I guess happens. I was wondering if you want them?" The little boy smiles and the mother excepts them happily. I walk back to my seat and the woman calls for me to sit with them.

"No thanks, right now I am fine where I am sitting. I just figured I would offer them or they would get thrown into the trash." She whispers a "thank you," knowing that I lied and did this for her little boy.
I watch the little boy who is no more than three smiles at his happy meal because he just got 20 chicken nuggets. Starting to get full I throw the leftovers into a To-go bag and leave.

After a ten-minute drive home I shrug off my jacket.
I notice him on the couch by the fireplace just staring at me.

"Where were you?" He asked with his usually adorable grin, but today I don't feel like playing games. It's not adorable to me.

"McDonald's, goodnight." I quickly walk into his room to go and take a shower and grab my pajamas.

I swear if he follows me. I will leave here asap.
Of course, not even a minute after getting into the shower, I hear him open up the door and drop his clothes. I quickly wash up and walk out with the towel around me.

He stops me and screams.

"What the fuck is going on with you?"

Can he not even read a damn note?

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