My grandpa comes in the kitchen with his truck keys. My grandpa says, “get in the truck.” I hesitate at first, but I don’t argue with my grandpa ever. Adam an I say our goodbyes and I get in the truck.
On the road I ask, “where are we going?” My grandpa says, “to get your stuff Bria.”
I freeze not expecting to hear that’s where we are going. I worry a little more with every second we are closer to Liams.
When Grandpa and I pull up outside Liam's house. I see all my stuff is thrown all over the yard. Like what the f**k. I should have known he would do something like this. He can’t ever do anything right. He always has to have the last laugh.
I don't care, I get out, and pick it all up. Putting it in the back of the truck.
Liam comes outside and goes to say something, but before he
