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Ethans POV

July 2018

I pull into her driveway with yellow roses, I look myself in the mirror and fix my hair. I make my way to the red door and knock.

"Hey." She says smiling.

"Hey." I pull her into a hug.

"I got you these." She pulls away and sees the flowers.

"These are beautiful." She hugs me again.

"Oh come in. My mom isn't home and I'm cooking for myself.

I walk in. All you could smell was alcohol. When you stepped into her kitchen you could smell the garlic from the spaghetti sauce.

"Smells wonderful.....I'm definitely going to have to wife you up." She giggles and proceeds to stir the sauce.

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After eating that lovely meal. We set on the couch and turn on 'on my block'

"I'm so full." She says rubbing her stomach.

"Oh I've got to tell you something." I say.

"Yeah?"

"You're cute."

She smiles.

"I have to tell you something too!"

"Yeah?"

"You're also cute.....other than that I have to tell you something important."

"Okay?"

"I called the police on my mom. She is now in rehab for the next 3 weeks."

"Oh. Oh damn."

"Yeah. I didn't wanna call but she needs help."

"Don't blame yourself. You did the right thing."

She lays her head and my lap.

"You're right."

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