Fan Fiction
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What I wouldn’t do for love – (Chapter: The beginning [Chapter 1])
Spencer
“Come on mom, it’s only a few hours away from here.” Crap, I don’t know why we are arguing, we both know I’m just going to ask dad if she says no, and he’s going to convince her, if I don’t get her too mad.
“No, its not a few hours away, its 4 hours away, besides you are too young to be leaving home already.” God, why is she always so sarcastic, 17 is old enough to leave home, and anyway its not like I’m leaving home, I’m going to come back in a few weeks, uh, forget it I’m just going to walk away now, so we don’t argue, and wait for my dad to come home.
“Where are you going?” Oh my god, why can’t she just leave me alone, why can’t she just drop it now.
“Just to my room mom” I head for the stairs but no my mom needs the daily argument, either with me or dad. I swear she loved Glen more than me and well Clay is well the perfect child so there is nothing to argue with him about.
“Come back here, we need to finish discussing this” Ahh, the one day in the month she comes home early from work, I knew I should’ve just stayed in my room and waited for dad. But no I decided hey let me ask what mom thinks, I already know what mom thinks and I don’t even care what she does think. And I can’t even walk away from her right now because then she will get mad and dad won’t even be able to convince her, and I do need dad to help convince her.
I hear a ring, YES, it’s my ring tone, “Sorry mom someone is calling me, I’m going to take it outside” I run to the door and open it and close it behind me before she has anything to say. I take out the phone from my jean pocket and look at the caller ID, I smile automatically as I see the name, always, I can’t control my face muscles when I think about my baby. Maybe this is love, like the one, the person I’m supposed to be with for the rest of my life. I contemplate that for a little bit and my cheek bones start hurting from the smile I’ve been holding for the past couple of seconds, god can my love make me smile. I flip open the phone put the receiver to my ear and hear the voice I so desperately have to hear everyday and have grown accustomed to.


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