We pulled up to a small run down house, in a run down neighborhood. It looked worse than where we lived but at the same time it looked better, it looked like people helped each other out here, it looked like a place to raise kids, a place to call home but I knew I didn't want a place like this to call home, Flint is not a place to raise kids. Justin got out of the car and put on his red flannel that looked perfect with light wash jeans, white v-neck and tan boots. I straightened my button up jean shirt, I liked the way it looked with by black leggings, white vans and maroon scarf. I could tell Justin was nervous by the way he taking so many drags, he walked around to my side of the car and scratched the back of his head
"Hey so listen...me and my mom haven't really talked since I was 13...and she doesn't really know we came...", I didn't say anything, I just hugged him cause I knew he needed one, I let go of his hand and interlocked our fingers as we walked through a little white picket fence, a small sidewalk covered in leafs lead to the front of his house, he quickly knocked on the door a few times before he took another drag, as he blew out his smoke the door opened. A women with long Carmel colored hair plans piercing green eyes opened the door, her mouth hung open
"Justin...",
"Hey mom", he toward over her but that didn't stop her from wrapping her arms around his neck when she jumped into his arms
"I'm so sorry for what I did baby...I'm so sorry", I furrowed my eyebrows together, I wondered what she meant but Justin glared at me so I knew not to ask.
"Oh where have my manners gone",
"Since when have you had manners", I heard Justin spit under his breathe, I knew his mom heard it to, but she just chose to ignore it
"This is my girlfriend, Nala",
"Oh Nala like the lion king", I nodded and smiled
"Yeah exactly like the lion king",
"We'll I'm Beverly, but you can call me Bev", she ran a hand through her hair before she spoke again
"Oh please come in", we walked in and I could smell that she was cooking food
"So are you guys gunna be staying long?", I could tell by Justin's face the question she asked made him angry
"Why mom you in a hurry to kick your son out of the house",
"No Justin I was just wondering, we're having a block party tonight, I was just wondering Justin that's all", she said tears brimming her eyes before she stormed off into the kitchen
"Don't be a jerk to your mother", I spat at Justin quiet enough so his mom wouldn't hear
"You don't know what hell it was like growing up with her as a mother", he spat at the same tone
"At least you had a mother! God! Why'd you even wanna come here", he threw his cigarette onto the carpet and stomped it out with his boot.
"I had to come back one last time. Those hand prints on the front step are mine, and up those stairs in that little back bedroom is where I did my home work and I learned to play guitar, and under that live oak, my favorite dog is buried in the yard. I thought if I could touch this place i'd feel it, this brokenness inside me might start healing, out here it's like i'm someone else I thought that maybe I could find myself...",
"Tell me when you find that piece of you Justin", I spat before I stormed off to the kitchen
JUSTIN'S POV
I sat down on the old couch i remember so well, every curve and every bump, I placed my head in my hands
"Justin take your sister and go I have some fucking adult business to talk about here", my mom yelled at me and my 6 year old sister
"Why?", I spat back
"Cause I'm talking about adult shit here", she spat, her thick New York accent splitting the air, a accent I'm thankful I don't have.
"You're such a terrible mom!", I screamed at her before grabbing onto Amelia's hand and dragging her to the front door
"Put on you're coat and shoes", I spat at Amelia
"Why?",
"Because apparently mom needs to talk her so called friends about how much she hates us", I spat as I finished putting on my jacket and shoved on my shoes and pulled Amelia out of the house. The snow crunched under our feet as we walked around in the front yard. I walked up to the window, I watched and listens to what my mother was saying a she talked to her best friend. She took a drag of her cigarette before putting it out on the table
"So you love your kids right", my mom said to Jenny
"Yeah and you love your kids right?",
"Yeah...but sometimes I don't know if I love them...or if I have to love them...", my mom said, i felt anger rush through my veins, I grabbed Amelia's hand and dragged her inside
"What the fuck are you doing inside?", my mom spat at me
"Me and Amelia are packing out stuff!", I screamed back at her before turning to Amelia
"Go pack your stuff", she ran off to her room and I ran off to mine, I threw as much stuff into my bag as I could. I dragged my bag of stuff out to the door, and soon Amelia dragged out her stuff
"What are you gunna do leave?", my mom asked
"What did she say", Amelia followed with a question right after
"She said 'I don't know if I love my kids or have to love my kids'",
"YOU DONT KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE BEING A SINGLE PARENT JUSTIN! SO WHY CANT YOU JUST HELP ME OUT",
"HELP ME DAMN IT HELP ME! I HAVEN'T HAD A FATHER SINCE I WAS 7 AND GOD KNOWS AMELIA HASN'T EVER HAD ONE! MAYBE HE COULD HAVE A MOTHER WHO GIVES A SHIT BUT WE DONT", I stopped when I heard Amelia start to cry
"Come on Amelia let's go", I said as calm as I could. We grabbed our bags and walked out the door, down the street
"Where are we gonna go", Amelia asked, tears streaming down her face
"To dad's",
my head snapped up when I heard someone walk into the room, I looked up to see the most beautiful girl, her tan skin and brown hair contrasted perfectly with her ice blue eyes an her big pink lips, she walked over to me swaying her hips and I couldn't help but notice all of her curves, he put her small soft hands on both sides if my face, she placed a soft kiss on my lips
"I'm gonna change and go out to the party...I'm sorry for earlier...i'll see you out there okay?",
"Fuck you?", she smirked and dropped her hands
"Fuck you.",
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Her light washed boot cut jeans held tight to her curves the same way the black long sleeve she was wearing did, the flames of the fire shined just right on her as she sat by the speakers in the back of a pick up truck, she looked so perfect, I looked around for her boyfriend, there was no way she couldn't have one, wait, I am her boyfriend. I smirked to myself and walked over to her, I sat right next to her. As soon as I sat down I was falling in love all over again. I was talking over the speakers in the back of that truck she jumped up and cut me off
"Oh my god this is my song! I've been listen to the radio just waiting for it to come on and here it is!", I smirked at how child like she was
"Come here boy I wanna dance", before I could say I word she was taking my hand, spinning in the moon light and when it was done she gave me a kiss, then she said
"Play it again! Play it again! Play it again", my eyes lite up at her and I shouted
"Yeah! Play it again! Play it again! Play it again!", And so they played it again, I pulled her close and spun her in the moon light, I wrapped her in my arms and swayed her back and forth to the music
"I don't dance, but look here I am, spinning you round and round in circles...its not my style, but princess I don't care...cause i'd do anything for you anywhere I mean, cause I don't dance", I knew she smiled at my words even though I couldn't see her, I leaned down once more and whispered
"Let's go inside",
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Sorry that there was nothing really intense or dramatic in this chapter but I thought we needed a sweet chapter
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