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Journee Mae Amelia Knight

As I sat staring out of the passenger window, I contemplated why I allowed my brother to convince me to return home. I think and maybe it was for the best but there was a good reason I chose to leave for as long as I did. Maybe the help is what I need but I really don't wanna be here if it means being close to him again. The closer we got to my hometown, the more I began to think. Think about how much of a love hate relationship with this place. I loved it, but hated it even more. Such bad memories the last two years I was home, before I left for college.

"You with me, darlin'?" My dads's deep voice snapped me back to reality.

"Oh, yeah, sorry, what were you saying?"

"I was sayin' your momma and brother are excited to have you back. They've missed you ya know."

"I know, I just... you know why I haven't been back and why I've asked yall to come visit me."

"I understand, but we just miss having you around, even holidays." I listened to the sadness in his words and began to put just a little. I did miss home, our home and that was about it. Nothing else here gave me happiness after leaving. I always loved my home town, it brought me peace. Wyoming is such a beautiful state so, why do I hate it so much you ask? Criston James Cails...

I left my home, my peace because I couldn't handle being around him let alone the same town as him and chance running into each other. The sight of him made me wanna vomit until I had nothing left in me to give. He took everything and gave nothing in return, and I was too young and naive or just stupid in love to realize how much of a horrible person he truly was. Or maybe that was just my thoughts or opinion of him. The people in our town seemed to think ever so highly of him because of the family he comes from and all of the wonderful work he does for the community. Last I heard he was running for Mayor. Tuh!

"Do you think we can just go straight home? I kinda don't want anyone knowin' I'm back yet."

"You mean you don't want that Mr. Cails knowin you're back."

"Daddy..."

"Okay, well we need to get your prescription from the pharmacy, do we not?"

"I'm not getting out of the car."

"Aww, don't wanna spend a little time grocery shopping with your old man like you used to?" I shot him a quirky smile, I knew he was just pushing my buttons but I had to give him a little push back. I've always had a great relationship with my father, we've always been very open. My mom, not so much but we're still close. My brother and mom get along as well as me and my dad. I guess you can say I'm daddy's little princess and he's a momma's boy. He didn't necessarily act like the typical but deep in his heart, he is.

"Daddy, I'm gonna wait in the car."

"That's fine baby girl."

We pulled into the town's little grocery store and my father parked the truck and ran in to get my medication. I pulled out my phone to send my best friend a text. Aside from my family, she's the only one in this town that knows I'm back. Oh, and my physical therapist. You see, I had an accident at school that ruined quite literally everything I worked so hard for since I was a little girl. Long story short, I decided to come home to start rehab and other therapies so I wasn't alone. I didn't wanna, it just made more sense so I had more support here than in a different state.

As I said, my family is really close. My dad would do anything to make sure I was okay. After my accident, he never left my side until it was time for me to come back home. I was grateful and thankful for him. I know some people would give anything for a parent to care about them as much as mine care about myself and my brother.