True Love <3 by Brittany Richards (best books for 7th graders TXT) 📕

I walked with Darren back to my house, and opened the door to find my sister, yet again. 'Not again!' I said to myself, 'And this time I'm with Darren of course!'

"Hey lover boys!" she called out to us from the hallway.

"Oh god! Let me guess your 'people' told you about that one too?" I asked her.

"Yep! So what, is the world coming to an end? Is that why you brought him here?" she said, pointing to Darren.

"No we decided it was time to tell your guy's mother," Darren said before I could say anything. I turned my head to face him and gave him the death stare. "What?" he said, shrugging his shoulders. I continued to glare at him.

"Oh wonderful!" she said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Tell me how that works out for yah, I'll be hiding in my room."

Just then my mother walked in, and my sister ran away.

"So who's this young man? Is this a friend of yours Collin?" she asked in her annoyingly high voice.
Unlike me, my mother had blonde hair and blue eyes. She was shorter than me too. She was very skinny. Like if you would see her for the first time, you would probably call her anorexic.

"Mom, I need to talk to you. We both do," I replied.

"Yeah what is it?"

"In private, please," I directed us to the kitchen, were we sat at the table. Darren sat next to me, while my mother sat across from us. "I don't want you to freak out about this, ok?" She nodded.

"Mom, this is my boyfriend, Darren," I flinched, not know what she'd say next. I never really told her about Darren, or that we'd be friends. I never really had a close relationship with my mother though. At first she didn't say anything, which I thought she would understand then. Suddenly things started flying, literally. I had to duck a lamp that came flying towards my head.

"Get the fuck out!" my mother yelled. I really thought she would accept me for who I was, but I guess I was wrong.

"But mom-" I started.

"Just get the fuck out of my house!" she yelled back, cutting me off. Another thing flew at my head but Darren pushed me out of the way. I didn’t quite catch what it was though. Taking my hand, Darren pulled me out of the house and back to his house.

"Well I guess you'll be staying here for awhile," Darren said, trying to make a joke, but it didn't really help, it only made things worse.

We laid on his bed for awhile. I laid my head on his chest and cried a little. I never thought it would be this bad. I thought she would try to except me for who I am. She is my mother you know, aren’t mothers supposed to love their children no matter what? Darren stroked my hair as I cried. I tried to cry as quietly as possible, to the point where I wasn't even crying anymore. 

"Why won’t she accept me?" I asked Darren, tears running down my face.

He took his hand and attempted to wipe the tears off my face but those were soon replaced by more. "I don't know. My own parents had a hard time excepting me when I told them."

"Yeah but did yours throw things at you? Or kick you out of your own house?" I said back.

"No, just give her time to cool down and except it."

"I guess, but still." Darren had gone back to stroking my hair. It was quite calming actually. 

"I don't know why she did those things, but you want to know what I do know?" he asked me with a small smile on his face.

"What?"

"I love you, Collin."

"And I love you too," I replied. He leaned down and kissed me. After we broke the kiss I laid my head back on his chest.

We laid there in silence for awhile, until I was so exhausted I fell asleep.

When I woke up he was still stroking my hair. I kept my eyes shut to look like I was sleeping. Without turning my head I asked him, "How long was I asleep?"

He looked down at me. "Only for a couple hours," he answered.

"What are we going to do?" I continued.

"I don’t know, Collin."

I sat up in bed and Darren leaned back so I wouldn’t hit him.

"I have to go back," I told him, "I need some clothes and my things, but I can't go into the house."

"What about your sister? Do you have her number?" he suggested.

"Peyton? Well she has helped me this far. And Darren, she's my sister, of course I have her number." I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and dialed her number. The conversation wasn't long, but she agreed to do it.

A couple minutes passed by and the doorbell rang, I went and got it.

"Well, well, well! Oh Collin! What am I ever to do with you? I see it went well though," she said with a laugh. I just rolled my eyes.

"Did you bring my clothes?"

I walked out to the car and opened the trunk. There laid my clothes, in a giant heap. They weren't even folded. I looked over to where my sister was standing. She had her arm around the back of her neck and her eyes on the ground. Like she just knew I was looking at her she said, "Yeah… mom kind of pushed me out of the house before I got the chance to fold them. I don't really think she wants anything to do with you right now."

I glared at her. "No, I would have never guessed." I said with a sarcastic tone. A small smirk had found its way upon my face too.

I grabbed some of the clothes and proceeded into the house. Only to throw them on the floor of the living room. I would fold them later. I did this until the large pile of clothing that was once in the truck of the car was now on the floor of the living room. "Thanks, for bringing my clothes down, but mom must really hate me if she let you drive down here without a license!” I said, putting emphasis on the word 'license.'

"Yeah she kind of doesn't know that I have the car, so you owe me big time if she finds out." said Peyton.

"You could have just put it in my suitcase and walked it down here!" I yelled, "And I don't owe you shit! It's your fault for bringing the car!" 

She didn't say anything after that, she just stuck her tongue out at me, and I returned the gesture. 

"Well I guess I should probably get back before mom finds out that the car is missing," she said after a few seconds of silence, and I nodded my head.

I showed her to the door, being the nice brother I am. We walked over to the car, and I turned to her. Leaning over, I gave her a hug.

"Thanks for everything," I said before she got into the car. It was a small car, only a few years old too. I think it might have been a black Buick, but I couldn’t tell you the model. My sister waved as she drove back towards our house, or should I say her house now, and I waved back.

Turning around I found Darren was leaning on the doorway and I walked towards him. I looked at him with a curious expression on my face. "Have you been standing there the whole time?" He nodded.

Publication Date: 04-27-2012

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