Last Words by zzmbrashear (best books to read all time .txt) 📕

so I didn’t put that in. If I thought before was a bad day I’m pretty sure this one tops it.


May 6, 2010

The principal told me if I got one more pick slip I will suspended for a week. My dad would kill me! I have to be the nicest I’ve ever been!!!!! Wow this is going to be hard. I told Sidney what I had to do and she didn’t think I could do it but I’ll show her.
“Did your parents really give you the talk?” Sidney asked while putting parenthesis around the words the and talk.
“Yuppy. Its was horrible.” I said laughing.
“My parents say if I don’t know that stuff already their is something wrong. I mean I am 16, its not like I’ve never had a moron try to get me in bed, its just I never went.” She said and I nodded my head.

I still haven’t told either of them my answer. Eric came to talk to me one on one.
“Not to rush you but pick me.” He said during French.
“Not to rush you but I’m not sure if I’m going to pick either of you.” I said and his jaw dropped.
“Tell you what. Meet me in the hallway on the way to Tech and I will give you my answer.” I said and he shook his head and went back to doing his French homework. I didn’t know what I would say but I had to say something. When I met him he asked what my answer was but I didn’t know what to say. I ran up to him and kissed him.
“Do you got your answer?” I asked and he shook his head. Turns out I really didn’t have to talk but I can’t believe I had to tell him yes and Brandon no. Yikes.

May 7, 2010

Eric was holding my hand in the hall and Brandon flipped. He dropped his laptop and then punched Eric. He got a bloody nose and we all got sent to the principal. Brandon took all responsibility so I wouldn’t get in trouble but we had to tell the principal.
“Well it started when I told Eric I wanted to ask out Jillian then he asked her out because he thought she would say yes to me and then we got in a fight and then I see them holding hands and I flipped.” Brandon said taking a huge breath after he was finished. Mrs. Marie looked at me and I waved my hand and sank into my chair embarrassed.
“Eric is this true?” She asked Eric.
“Uh.. Yes, I like Jillian and didn’t want him to have her.” He said and I sank even lower into my chair. She sighed and then wrote detention for the boys but not for me. I was so thankful.

May 8, 2010

I’m sick of all the crap in my life. Their is really nothing for me. I’m done with guys but that don’t mean I’m going to girls. That just means that I don’t want to date anymore.
“I know a guy who you could date.” Leona said as we got our lunch.
“Really who?” I said in a not believing voice.
“A guy I dumped but he would be perfect for you though.” She said.
“Wow that sounds great! Not good enough for you but perfect for me. Sounds better every second.” I told her but she knew I was sarcastic.
“Thats not what I meant. Well never mind find someone on your own, then.” She said. Leona is my best friend and I don’t know what to do with out her
When I got home my Mom had a huge surprise for me. First I knew something was up when she had my favorite meal made and we had a guest. He was tall, with brown hair. He had to be in his late 30’s. My Mom always had younger guys over, not once an old guy.
“Hello. I’m Kyle.” He said. He stood up from the dinning room table and shook my hand. My Mom was nodding to me to shake his hand back. When I shook it he had a really strong grasp. I didn’t like him. I know I don’t even know him but I just don’t like him.
“Mom can I talk to you in the Kitchen for a minute?” I asked. She followed me into the Kitchen but first told Kyle she would be back. She stood at the island and I stood by the chair.
“So who is this Kyle guy?” I asked.
“A boy I met.” She said while cutting the cake.
“A boy! He is a man and one who is getting pretty old if you ask me.” I said. Now she was putting a lid over the cake till dinner was over.
“Jillian stop it! He is a nice person. We both have something to tell you though. So go to the table and I will be there soon.” She said while motioning me to the dining room. When I sat down Kyle tried to make small talk.
“How was school?” He asked.
“You guess. I’m a teenager stuck in a prison.” I replied smiling. He nodded and didn’t say anything further until Mom came back out. He stood up when she walked into the room and pushed in her chair after she sat down.
After we ate my mom said, “We have some news for you.”
“Oh god! Don’t tell me your pregnant!” I said. She giggled.
 “Of course not. We are moving!” She said with such excitement that she jumped up.
“What?!?!?!?!” I screamed.
“To Chicago. My home state.” Kyle said.
“We are getting married. We are going to start new!” My Mom said. They kissed and I felt like barfing. I ran to my room and locked the door. I played the song Last Resort so loud I thought I heard my ear drums explode. I heard them slamming on my door but it was happening to fast and way to soon. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t like were I lived but I had friends and boys that I like to hang with. They have no right to drag me with them. If I have to I will find my real father and he can take care of me. I wont leave!
“Honey let me in!” My Mom was screaming over the electric guitar and screaming of my music. Then Kyle was talking. I couldn’t tell what he was saying but I didn’t like it. Before I knew it he had my door open. He walked into my room and shut my music off.
“Who the hell do you think you are?” I said.
“Let us explain.” He said with his hand around my mothers waist. I couldn’t see him hand so I’m assuming it was on her ass.
“You didn’t even ask me what I want!” I screamed.
“Fine. What do you want Jill?” She asked.
“I don’t want to leave. I don’t want Kyle. I want the old days were we would go shopping but that stopped when you had better things to do.” I looked down. My Mom came over and hugged me.
“I love you and I always will.” But their is always a but. “But I love Kyle too and I want to spend the rest of my life with him.” I moved her hand away from me. I ran out of the house. I grabbed my dirt bike and went to Leona’s. When I rang the door bell she came to the door. I had tears coming down my face. We went to her room.
“What happened?” She asked while getting me some new clothes to wear for the night and the morning.
“My Mom has a new one. His name is Kyle and they, including me in their ridiculous idea, want to run away to Chicago to get married. She hasn’t even known him for more than a week! I don’t want to move!” I bursted out in tears. She comforted me.
“Its okay.” She said.
“No its not! They will find me. They will take me with them. I don’t like him. I don’t want to go.” I wiped my hair out of my face and wiped my eyes. “I’m going to find my father. My real father.” I said. Leona looked up with a puzzled look on her face.
“Jill, are you sure? Your mother was Thirteen when she got pregnant. You have no idea who may be the father.” She said and that got me thinking. Before I was able to say anything Leona’s door flew open and Kyle and my Mom was there. I sank down beside the bed.
“You can’t make me go!” I repeated the words over and over again.
“You have to come home.” Kyle said.
“My home is not your home! I don’t like you. You are ruining my family!” I screamed.
“I will go home to my old apartment.” My mom cut in.
“No, she will warm up to yo---.” He cut her off too.
“No.” He gave her a kiss. “Isabelle I will see you soon. I love you. We will work this out I promise.” He walked out the door and drove my dirt bike back to my house were his truck was.
“Do you like making me sad?” She asked. “I love him and he like you although I have no idea on earth why. You are a menace. If you get to know him you will like him. I promise.”
“Don’t make promises you cant keep.” I said while putting on a new shirt. By this time Leona left the room.
“It was my idea not him.” She said. I didn’t care. Since the time he took one look at me I knew he would be trouble.
“I don’t give a rats ass even if it was Jesus’ idea. I’m not going!” I screamed. She pulled me out by my hair. She made me get in the car and go home. I couldn’t move. Not now not ever. When I got home I had a plan. I would run away. I would plan it for the tomorrow.

May 9, 2010

I know what I’m going to do. I’m taking a dirt bike. Just me and the open road. I packed me bag and hid it in the closet. I put my Bible in it. I put the 500 dollars that I saved in there for gas. I put two changes of clothes and a charger for my phone. I was going to leave when it gets dark. I wont tell any one because they may tell my Mom. I ate Dinner then went to my room. I threw the bag out the window and at the bottom of the Maple Tree in the front yard. My bike was outside the garage. I was ready.
I left around Nine. I hoped on my blue bike and strapped in my bag. I saw Kyle in my Moms window. They were kissing. I rolled my bike down a few roads before starting it up so they wouldn’t hear it. I prayed on my Bible then left. I drove all night long. I ended up some place close to Massachusetts, I think. I didn’t use the map I packed. I stopped at some hotel. I paid for one night and got my rest.

May 10, 2010

I checked my phone today and I got five messages from my mom. By this time she knows I’m missing. I went to the hotel manager to see if I could get a job.
“Hello, my name is Jillian and I was wondering if I could have a