Chapter 4: Confessions

PIXAR OWNS CARS. I OWN AMY AND ANY OCS! ASK ME IF U WANT TO USE THEM.

Amy stared at the man and the woman. Her thin lips quivered before tears spilled down her cheeks.

"Go away…You never spoke to me or loved me. You're meant to be my parents," Amy said through her tears. She felt her legs shake under her jeans and hoodie. Her mum walked to her and put her arms around her shoulder. Amy shook her mother off.

"DON'T YOU SEE? I'VE MADE NEW FRIENDS! SALLY, MCQUEEN, MATER, FLO, RAMONE AND EVERYONE ELSE! THEY WERE A BETTER FAMILY THEN YOU EVER WERE!" Tears were spilling out of her emerald eyes as if it was rain.

"Wait, wait, wait, did you say MCQUEEN?" Chick asked.

"Yeah, why? I meant him a few times he's a better racer than you ever were," Amy snapped.

"You're leaving this town tomorrow morning. And if you don't well me and you're mother will figure something out. WON'T WE, KIM?" Chick replied. He took Kim's hand and walked off. Amy collapsed on the floor crying. She hated her life. Why couldn't she jump over the fence, sing Home by Michael Buble before going Splat?

"Amy, are you okay? What happened?" A soothing female voice asked. Amy looked up from the floor. It was Sally. Amy leapt up from the floor and hugged her before crying into her blue T-shirt. "Shh, shh, shh Amy…It's okay…" Amy continued to cry for a few more minutes. McQueen saw the scene and walked up.

"Why the hell is Chick Hicks here?" McQueen fumed. Amy broke from Sally's embrace.

"I know him…Family wise…" Amy said between sobs.

"Huh?" Sally asked not understanding.

"Hissmydad," Amy repeated.

"What?" Sally and McQueen asked.

"CHICK HICKS IS MY DAD, OKAY!" Amy yelled. "Kim is my Mum!"

"You mean my sister is YOUR MUM!" McQueen freaked out. Amy pushed past her friends crying off to Flo's.

A/N. MORE CONFESSIONS! :O man I love this story! THIS WOZ GOING TO BE A LONGER CHAP BUT MY COMPUTER IS MUCKED UP AND WELL YEAH.