Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

"It's nice to see you," Laughlin's mom said. I turned to face her and noticed how much Laughlin took after her. She was tall, like him, and had curly brown hair that reached her shoulders. Her bright greens eyes were almost identical to her children's.

The one difference I spotted was the choice of clothing. Laughlin wears jeans with a tshirt while his mom wore sophisticated clothing.

"What are you doing here?" Laughlin asked, sounding and looking completely shocked. I didn't blame him. He hadn't seen her for five years.

Laughlin's mom kept her lips in a straight line. "I asked you a question first. What on earth were you doing?"

"I think you know," Laughlin said. "But what I was doing isn't important. Why you're here is."

"Wait for your father and grandmother to come back," she said before walking over and sitting on one of the chairs. "Who's your friend?"

"Elliot," Laughlin replied. "And she's not my friend, she's my girlfriend."

I couldn't help but notice the disapproving look she gave me, like she thought I wasn't good enough for Laughlin. Needless to say, I was getting a bit uncomfortable.

"And how long have the two of you been dating?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

Laughlin cleared his throat, not wanting to answer, though he still did. "A day."

"A day?" she asked. "You've been dating her for a day and you're already giving her hickeys?" Laughlin's mom was a very.....let's say opinionated woman. She clearly wasn't afraid to speak her mind.

"We've been friends for a year, alright?" Laughlin said.

I cleared my throat and stood up from the couch, my cheeks burning from the embarrassment. "I think I should go home," I said. "It was nice meeting you, Mrs. Wilde." That was overstating it, to say the least.

She only nodded in my direction as I walked out of the house with Laughlin following me. "I'm so sorry about that," Laughlin said. "My mom was never this.....rude before."

"It's fine, I guess," I said. "Did you really give me another hickey?"

"I was marking my territory."

I slapped his shoulder at his joke. "This is the second one today. I swear, if you give me another one, you will regret it."

"I highly doubt that."

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow," I said, opening my car door and climbing in.

When I closed my door, Laughlin knocked on the car window, so I rolled it down. "I'll call you tonight," he said. "To tell you how everything goes." He gave me a kiss before going back into his house.

On my way home, I wondered why Laughlin's mom came back after five years. She hadn't talked to them at all and now she came back. Laughlin told me she left when his dad went to prison. Did that mean she came back because he was released?

Dad was waiting for me when I got home. "Where were you?" he asked. "School ended two hours ago."

"Sorry," I replied, taking off my shoes. "I was doing homwork at a friend's house. I forgot to tell you."

"Uh huh," Dad said in a way that told me he didn't believe me. "And was the thing on your neck part of 'homework'?" He used finger quotes around homework.

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