Authors note: So while I was up all night trying to figure out what story to write next, Bobby wouldnt leave my mind. So I decided to get started on the sequel. It may be some time before updates are done with this one but I will try and make them happen as fast as I can. The first chapter is short but lots of info. I would like to thank ozlady80 for reviewing so much on my first story, and thank you to everyone else who has been there since the beginning. Please review. Enjoy.
It had been three years since Ma died. It had been two years since Bobby screwed up again. I sat in between Ma's and Jackie's graves, and thought about Bobby. I had come here a lot to think and bitch about my life. No one was here, and I felt like I was really talking to Ma and Jackie.
We had all move out of Ma's house about 6 months after we were done fixing it up. Bobby and I had moved to a small apartment like the one I had before. Angel and Sofi moved to a small house by Jerry's. We couldn't afford a house and Bobby didn't want to. All was great for a couple of months before I found out that Bobby had been talking to one of his old flings. Not the casual conversation with an old lover but talking to her everyday for two weeks. He paid more attention to her. I didn't want to get in his way to be with her. I thought Bobby and I were fine but this showed me he was the same old Bobby. I didn't want to deal with it so I packed up and left. I wanted to leave before he did something that would hurt me even worse.
I now live in a smaller apartment then I had with Bobby and smaller then the one I had before Ma died. I couldn't afford anything bigger. A teacher's salary, I shit you not, is smaller than a waitresses. I had gotten a job at the elementary school I went to. I had also gotten a job for Angel there. He was the main PE teacher and coach for the majority of the sports. I was a history and art teacher. I enjoyed it so I didn't care all that much about the low salary. Plus I babysat for Jerry once in a while, he gave me some money here and there for it. I was around kids a lot.
Unfortunately, I was unable to move on. I mean I was over him but I was incapable of not thinking of him. I had tried to date but it just wasn't interested in anyone else. Everyone around me though knew that I wasn't over him. My friend and fellow teacher Emma had seen this. She knew somewhat of the story, she had also seen it on the news. Jerry and Angel knew because well they were my brothers too.
"I miss you both." I said kissing my hand and pressing it against the grave stone. I got up and walked to my car. It was time to go home.