Chapter 17 °o°
1029 Words
I pull into Tara’s driveway, and then give Tara a hug.
“Good luck, at UCF.” I say.
“Good luck on you and Brandon conquering Orlando together.” She says whilst rubbing my back.
I start crying softly, and then pull away from our hug and unlock my trunk for Tara to grab her things.
She opens the door, and I can see her face under my light.
I see soft tears streaming down her face.
“I’ll talk to you soon.” She says with a smile.
“Talk to you soon.” I say full out bawling my eyes out now.
She then shuts the door, and I can see in my mirror her grabbing her suitcase from the trunk.
I can hear her crying.
Making me close my eyes.
Don’t cry Lauren Clarissa Martinez.
Don’t you dare f*****g cry.
“Come on Lauren, you’ll see her again.” I tell myself.
I heard my trunk close.
And see Tara waving goodbye in front of my headlights.
I honked at her and waved, then I started to pull out of her driveway.
Once I was on her road, I started driving away.
I’ll see her again.
****…..****
I pull into my own driveway and turn off my engine, not before opening my trunk.
I then take my keys out of the keyhole, then get out of my car and shut the door,
I walked around to my trunk and grab my two suitcases.
Then after, close my trunk.
Once I make my way inside, I charge my phone and then take my clothes off and put on an oversize light pink t-shirt.
Then I unclip my bra whilst still having the shirt on, then crashing onto my bed, not even bothering to turn off my ceiling light.
“Hey sweetie, so glad that you are home.” I hear my mom whisper to me while I was asleep.
I then smile.
The next day, I walk out of my room to my kitchen.
To see my breakfast on the kitchen island, and a note next to it that my mother left.
“Had to work an early morning shift, but here is some breakfast that I made you, love you, mom.” I say reading the note out loud.
I grabbed my plate then walked into my living room and placed my plate onto my white wooden ottoman.
And turned on the television.
I look to see me and Tara on the news.
Oh great.
“Two girls got locked inside Disney’s magic kingdom, and the only thing we want to know, is what the hell did Disney do about this all?” The girl asks, whilst making everyone around her laugh.
“Well, luckily we got some answers yesterday from one of the two girls, Tara Donohue.” He explains.
Then they showed us outside the hotel, in the parking lot.
I am tempted to change channels, but I need to see if they change Tara’s words around.
Because the media can do that sometimes.
Just then my phone rings from my bedroom, and I get up and run to it.
Once I get to it, I see it’s Brandon calling.
I unplug my phone and answer.
“Hey beautiful, I’m about to start my shift but I have good news.” He says over the phone.
“Go on.” I urge him.
“I found us an apartment and was wondering if you wanted to come with me this weekend to sign the lease and whatnot.” He tells me.
“Uh yeah? What kind of question is that?” I ask him whilst smiling.
“Okay, I’ll pick you up tomorrow at 8 am.” He laughs.
“Sounds good.” I say.
“Love you, I’ll talk later.” He tells me.
“Love you too, and okay.” I say sitting back down on my couch.
After I hanged up, I see a lady of course talk s**t about me and Tara on the television.
Making me roll my eyes.
And then change the channel.
I started to watch Parks and Recreation, whilst eating my breakfast.
***………***
I kept hearing the doorbell ring repeatedly.
Making get agitated.
“I’m coming!” I shout.
Thank goodness I live in a one -story home.
Once I open my door, I have two microphones shoved in my face.
“Tell me, is this your address?”
“Did you suffer from a night terror from all this?”
“Do you hate Disney now?”
I was bombarded with these questions.
So, I sat down in my doorway, hugging my knees close to me.
This is overwhelming.
And I can’t believe they know where I live now.
“Are you and Tara still friends?”
“Why was Tara the only one to answer our questions?”
My poor mom, they won’t leave her alone after I move out.
“Leave me alone.” I say quietly.
“What?”
“What did you just say Lauren?”
“She said to leave her alone.” I heard Brandon’s voice.
I then felt his arms around me and pick me up.
Now I know what a Disney princess feels like now.
“Leave now!” Brandon snaps at the press.
He then carries me inside my house and closed the door behind him.
Then placed me on my couch.
“Lauren stay with me babe.”
“Come on.” I hear him say.
“I don’t like the attention.” I mumbled.
“I know baby, just keep your eyes opened.” He tells me.
He then calls my mom and walks up to my front door and locks it.
“Yeah, Lauren is fainting, she is too overwhelmed.” Brandon tells my mother over the phone.
I then start to pass out again.
What the f**k is happening to me?
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