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Chapter 11: Carson

I walk into my parents' work study, and honestly it feels like I am walking into a lion's den as a piece of fresh meat. "So I applied to the colleges you wanted me to." I addressed my mother first.

"I'm not going to applaud you for doing what you are supposed to do." my mother snarls as she's shuffling through paperwork. My anxiety is very high at the moment. I can't control it when i'm around her.

"Um, i should be hearing back from them soon.'' I get out before my mother rips off her glasses and blankly stares at me.

"Carson. Your father and I are clearly busy. What do you want." she shakes her head, clearly annoyed with my presence in the room.

"Your guys' argument yesterday." I pause playing with the ends of my hair that lay at the bottom of my waist. "Are you really going to get a divorce.'' I ask shyly.

"What do you think we are working on." her tone stern as she looks over at my father, whose angry expression is displayed on his face. I gulp knowing an outburst is about to happen.

"Laura." my father glares at her. "You need to stop talking to her in that way."

"No, it's my fault dad. I shouldn't have asked." I shake my head trying not to cause another fight.

"Yes. it is your fault, if i did not get pregnant with you i would be married to someone who i can tolerate." my mother rolled her eyes at me. The lump in my throat was growing large at this point.

I take a deep breath and turn on my heels to exit the work study. I need to stop causing everything in my life to blow up. I walk up our large staircase and feel the hot tears run down my face. Walking down the long hallway to my bedroom I close my door. Everything I love always falls apart.

Literally everything, my family, Everett, and everyone else that has walked out of my life. I have always wanted my mother to be proud of me. I can never please her. I either don't have the best looking clothes for an event that we need to go to, or I don't have the brain to be successful.

I lay back on my bed and feel it vibrate. I looked over to the throw pillows displayed by my head board, my phone was lit up in the dark room. I took a breath in and reached for it.

Everett: my house. 1111 carriage way

I bit my lip before deciding not to respond. Everything I love gets destroyed. By either me or my family.

My phone vibrates again.

Everett: Please.

I took a deep breath in and pushed myself off my bed. Was i too harsh earlier? I meant what I said. I don't want to let myself get hurt again. One time. I let it happen one time. Never again. That guy was a piece of work. He led me on, and just completely destroyed me. I try to never think about him. Hell I don't even count him as anything.

To me I have never had a boyfriend. He was never anything to me.

I changed into something comfortable. I chose light grey joggers, a baby blue sweater, and a pair of vans. I chucked my hair into a messy ponytail and grabbed my keys. I text my father to make sure my mother doesn't lock me out again.

I get into my car and let out a shaky breath. I open the GPS and connect my bluetooth. What am I doing? I should just go inside and sleep. Lord knows I need it.

I put my car in drive and proceeded my short drive to Everetts house. I pulled up and holy shit. His house is triple the size of mine, and my home is HUGE. I drive through his long driveway.

I slide out of my vehicle and walk up the large steps to his giant front doors. I ring the doorbell which let out a beautiful chime that echoed through the house. I had my back turned from the door, I heard the door unlock and I turned around to see a beautiful tall woman answered the door.