Unanchored: Inspired by Demi Lovato (book 1 of the unanchored series)

51.⚓️

"How are you enjoying your milkshake, honey?" Amy smiled, staring at me with her big green eyes. "It's good," I answered, holding the red-striped straw while I was drinking from it. She chuckled while nodding. "It's good, right. Yeah, I used to come here all the time with your dad..." Amy reaches into her bag and takes out a tiny book that turned out to be a mini photo book.

I stopped drinking from the glass that read: Dairy Beloved. "A sweet taste of Bluebell since 1950."

Amy opened the book and flipped through pages before she stopped on a page. Her eyes lit up like fireworks when she turned the book around. "This is a photo of your father and me in junior high back in the late nineties." I saw a polaroid picture of a girl who looked a lot like Amy, except this version of Amy had bangs and a nose piercing.

I beamed, admiring the photo. Then I looked up and asked, "You had a septum in junior high?" Amy nodded, "Yeah, it was the day after eighth-grade graduation." "What did your parents say?" I questioned, putting the book down while I held it in my hand.

"Well, my dad, your Grandpa Alec, was extremely pissed off and made me take it off as soon as high school started." She responded. I laughed. "Um...if you don't mind me asking?" I asked.

"You can ask me anything, Jade," Amy says. "Okay. What happened to...Grandpa Alec?" I interrogated. Amy sighed, looking outside the window for a brief second before looking back at me. "He died last year." She replied. "Oh. I'm so sorry." I said. "Don't be," She said, rejecting my condolence and shaking her head.

"He was a total dick, and all he ever did was bitch about every decision I made. H-He even got mad at me when I decided to give you up for adoption." Amy explains.

I slowly put the book down and looked down at my lap. "Why did you give...me up?" I asked as tears were forming in my eyes. "I didn't have a choice. I was going away for college, and I didn't want a baby to weigh me down. Please, Jade." Amy pleads, trying to grab my hand to comfort me.

I shook my head while I was crying, "Weigh you down? What the fuck am I? A burden or worse, a fucking bowling ball?!" I screamed, gaining the attention of twenty-seven customers. I saw two older people give me looks of disapproval and a woman covering the ears of a child sitting next to her in a booth.

"Jade, please. Just listen to me." Amy begs with a look of regret on her freckled face, which I had noticed that I had none. I turn around with a frown, "No! I should've never came here, and I should have never contacted you in the first place. This was a mistake, all of it was." I aggressively said, trying my best not to cry.

When she didn't say anything, I decided that it was best if I left before we turned a scene into a movie.

Storming out of the tiny ice cream shop with tears falling down my cheeks, I notice someone who looked a lot like Emma, and she looked like she was selling drugs to a man who looks like a scrub and a deadbeat asshole of a man.

The girl turned around, and when she saw me, she froze as her eyes were popping out of her head.

I furrowed my eyebrows and furiously shouted, "What the actual fuck, Emma!" I swear this day has gone from bad to worse. I can't believe this girl.

"Jade, please! I can explain!" She yelled, fearing that I might scare the man off, whom she was giving drugs to, and I did. The man got in his white van and left in a hurry. As if he wasn't creepy enough. "I swear to God, I am going to shove my foot so far up your ass!"

"Would you shut up?!" I flinched, blinking in shock. I looked behind me to see who was she was talking to, and she grabbed my chin and said, "You're not going say anything to my mom or my dad this because if you do, I'll tell them how you're still using and taking my dad's drugs."

"You sneaky little bitch."