FEVER
By aka-rebel-licious
THE FEAR OF BEING TRAPPED
I remember coming home to Mrs. Tringula being in the quiet room. Also known as the second living room. Mrs. Quitney left us alone, so we could talk. I sat in the chair next to the couch where she was sitting. Mrs. Tringula started by saying, "So your mom told me that you've haven't been able to focus. And you've been having flash backs that gives you headaches?" I hesitated, "No that's not true. It's not true at all." She replied, "Hey I'm your counselor. Remember you can tell me anything. I wont judge you. I'm here to help." "Okay, Well I have been having these flash backs of my dreams about my parents trapping me saying you betrayed us, now you're gonna regret it. It's also your turn for betrayal. You're gonna get betrayed Car! Car was my nickname my parents gave me." We talked almost for about an hour to an hour and a half. She said that I need to have a closing with my parents.
I talked to Rainaye and Jeremy about having a closing with our parents, but they sure didn't need any, because all our parents did to them was wasn't giving a care in the world. Why would they care at all at the people who disrespected them the most? I felt so ungrateful that I needed a closing with my rude parents, but wait they aren't my parents anymore. A smile stroked at my mouth.
As soon as I arrived at the police station, my parents were already waiting in a room. I went into that room alone. They said, "What do you want, Car?" I was about to reply when I was interrupted. They said, "Oh wait, you have what you wanted already. We're in jail. How could we ever forget that our daughter put us in jail?" I cried. And said, "It was nice getting to know how rude you people are. I'm glad I met you or else who could've known what I could've been like. Good bye." I left the police station feeling good. I felt like I accomplished something.
I ran to my room getting ready for a nap, when I heard someone crying. Who would be crying right now and why? I went to go see who it is. It was Dylan. I went over to him rubbed his back and said, "What's wrong?" He shouted, "Everything! Everything is wrong!" I replied, "Can you be more specific? And this time don't shout." "Ever since you guys came, my parents haven't been treating my the same. They like you guys more; you, Rainaye, and Jeremy!" I felt bad I went to go to to Mrs. Quitney about it and she said, "Don't worry about it, I will take care of it, and from now on call me mom."
During the morning breakfast, Dylan apologized to me. We got along as quick as lighting stroked. That moment I felt like the happiest person on earth.
Christmas was coming up, and our parents gave us each a hundred dollars to spend on presents for everyone. We each got a list of who we need to buy it for and what age they are. Those people are Dylan who is 6, Rainaye who is 11, Jeremy who is 14, Ashley who is 7, Lyolea who is 14, Victor who is 3, Andy who is 15, and Xavier who is 17.
When the Christmas party started, I got a little shy. We each had to give a little speech. When I say we, I meant everyone in the family including family and friends. I was one of the first ones since my new family were the hosts. My speech was, "I am very thankful for my dad who saved me when I needed help. I am thankful for my mom who was there for me when I was in pain, and for helping me write this speech. I am thankful for Jeremy and Rainaye for helping me through the hard times we spent together. Lastly but not least, I am thankful for Dylan, because he is always there for me. Like he never goes away. Just kidding, but I love you guys. Thank You." I left off stage and sat down on a chair to listen to everyone else's speech.
After everyone was done with their speeches, we ate and gave each other our presents. Wow, this is a lot of presents, there are like 10 presents for me. I was so happy, because I never got any presents before. By the end of the night I basically knocked out.