Text: Do you want me to call you or come over?
Private: Couldn’t you hate me instaed?
Text: I was hoping you did.
Text: No. Not until I know you have somewhere to stay.
Private: You hate me too now?
Private: Quinn. She won’t talk to me.
Private: Just tell her to check her voice mail.
Text: I don’t care what you do to my video games. You’re not living on the street.
Text: You’er there, they’re here. You can’t really stop me so I’m going to hide them before you get back.
Text: So if you’re living in your car, at least you’ll only be a few feet away from people that care about you and a door that would be open to you.
Text: No. You won’t. I’m not letting you just go out and be wheerver because you don’t have somewhere to stay. You find somewhere to go and then I’ll let you leave. You’re a girl and you’re only 16. That’s no life for you. So when you cone back and you find someone to take you in, I’ll give back your car keys.
Text: Please just stay with us? I don’t mind sleeping on the couch so you can have my bed. It’s the least I can do after starting all of this trouble for you. Maybe just until you have somewhere to go? I don’t want you living in your car anymore, you need a home. I know what it’s like not to have one and I wouldn’t want you going through that.
Text: Your brother’s a jerk. You’re not a slut and you’re not even the one that messed up. I did. I’m the one in a relatoinship and I should have been the one to say no but I let it happen. I actually kind of encouraged it.
Text: Oh. Okay. Where are you going if not here?
Private: Yes, I remember. It was a mistake and I’ve already apologized a dozen times and I’m going to keeq aqologizing and trying to make it up to her until she forgives me. I know we aren’t going to be around each other next year and I think I’d be okay with the long distance thing. I never meant to mess things up.
Text: She understnads. If it was just Stacy I would have written it down or something but I don’t really want to be around anyone that has to do with the ‘adults’ of our family. Plus, I’ll see her when I go there.
Very true. I’m glad you’re thinking logically about it. haha
It wouldn’t be a real kiss. Just a little one to get her mind off the track of what she’s talking about.
I guess that’s okay