Chapter 14: Uno reverse card


    The front door opened and I flicked on the light of themp beside me on the small table. I knew it was


    them. If you asked me, I looked like the cliché mom or dad who stayed up until their 16 year old


    daughter came home, beer on her breath with smeared makeup; I had on my bed robe, my feet were


    crossed in front of me and my face held a no- nonsense look. "Where were you?", I asked and stood


    up. They all look surprised and stood there with their mouth in a ''O''. They both erupted inughter and


    dad was the first one to contain himself. I will definitely remember this day when ites to putting


    them in a retirement home. "Are you auditioning for a 4ole in a TV show?", my dad asked. He chuckled


    and continued. "You look like one of those cliché parents." I red at him. "Where were you all?", I


    repeated my question. "I was worried sick, and I was left to fend for myself. I even cooked!" My mom


    you for one month without inte or food. We just had a little emergency to take care of", mom


    examined. "Anyways" , she continued rubbing her temples, " I''m going to take a shower and sleep. I


    had a really long day." She climbed the stairs and left dad and me alone. "Don''t feel bad kiddo", he


    patted my head and I let him. "We''re here and we''re never leaving." He kissed my forehead and started


    up the stairs. "Dad?", I said before he left. "Yes buttercup?" I cringed slightly at the name. "If my


    birthday isn''t good, can I sue you and mom?" My dadughed. "Sure", he responded before


    disappeared. I have crazy parents, but I love them either way.


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    I went up to my room and started to get ready for bed. "Yes?", she answered the phone. "Go to hell


    Spencer, you know it''s me." Although I knew she couldn''t see me, I rolled my eyes. " Are you going to


    talk about what happened earlier?", I asked. I heard Spencer sigh. "Can we talk about it another time


    please? I''m really tired." I reluctantly let go of the topi, but only for her sake. Spencer and I have never


    kept anything from each other, and I knew she would talk about it when she was ready. "Guess who I


    saw today?", I said remembering my encounter with Liam earlier. "Kim Kardashian?", she guessed.


    "No", Iughed. "Meghan Markle?", she tried again. "I''m not even answering that." Sheughed and


    continued. "I know, I know!", she squealed. "Who is it?", I asked, desperate to hear her answer.


    "Princess Diana!" OK, I am going to bed. "She''s fricking dead!", I scream. Spencer bursts intoughter.


    "Emerald", my mom called. "Are you okay? Who''s dead?", she asked, her tone sounding slightly


    worried. "No one mom", I hollered back. "Spencer and I were just having a heart to heart conversation."


    Mom went back to doing whatever the hell parents do, and I resumed my conversation with Spencer.


    "The person I saw was Liam, Spencer", I told her. She squealed and I could here her pping. "You


    really , really like him, don''t you?", she asked. I blushed. "Whatever." Spencer and I kept on talking until


    I didn''t hear her again, so I assumed she was slepping. I told Sleeping Spencer good night and hung


    up the phone. And before Shakespeare could say "Thou", the darkness took me away, and I weed


    it.