What happened?- Lori
Got into it with my parents, can’t stand them right now.
Okay girl, be right there– Lori
I was so done being under the control of my overprotective parents. It was time I lived my own life. If I couldn’t feel passion or love for the rest of my life, what kind of life would that be? That wasn’t fair to me.
After I frantically packed my essential stuff, I decided to write a letter:
Dear Mom & Dad,
I know you're probably freaking out about where I went.
Don’t worry, I’m going on a cruise trip for a week to think about things and will probably be back soon. So don’t worry about moving because of me or quitting your job. I can take care of myself. Thank you for telling me about my true self, and it's time I explore what that means. I want to figure out myself and decide what I want. I’ll be home soon!
Love you both,
T
I laid the letter out in the middle of my bed, staring at it for a good moment. It sounded a little too cheerful. But in reality, I was conflicted and torn inside. Scared tears sprung to my eyes.
I had never felt so alone in my life.
Was I doing the right thing?Inside, my feelings were in a frenzy. I knelt and cried on the edge of the bed. My tears soaked the blanket.
I shuddered as I wept, scared of what the future held for me.
Chapter 4
Grant
Thenextday,Iwas sitting in my office waiting for my useless pack to arrive. I remembered Tiana’s feeling of grief.
She was lonely.
I watched her through the window as her parents berated her. I should never have howled like that last night.
It was reckless, and I should have known better.
Tiana’s tears struck a cord through me. I had to stop myself with all my power from breaking through the window and embracing her. I felt the loneliness in her heart. I could relate to that feeling.
I tapped my pen against the desk, leaning back against my chair. My office was small in comparison to the chief’s, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to be here any longer, so I didn’t give a fuck about my impending promotion. I would be rich soon.
The door opened, and Tony walked in, with Wesley following close behind.
“Hey hey hey,” said Tony, flicking his obnoxiously long black hair back.
“What took you forever?” I greeted curtly.
“I had a music performance to do. Being a cop isn’t the only thing I do, man,” drawled Tony, setting his blasted guitar on his lap. That guitar never left Tony’s side. This guy was way too chill to be on this mission.
Wesley, on the other hand, was quieter. I wondered how he even joined my pack, but his keen insight was what I needed today. He nervously brushed his short blond hair back.
“Wesley, how are you?” I asked.
“I’m good. I’m excited to meet this Tiana of ours,” he said.
“As I said, she’s not ours,” I said. “So what did we find out?”