Chapter 10: Decisions

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN GALLAGHER GIRLS!

I was sitting there for a good ten minutes after he left, replaying everything that had happened in my mind. It just didn't make any sense. It took a while but I had finally gathered myself and pulled out the paper. There, in Zach's beautiful handwriting (it's really weird that its so nice considering he's a guy), was and address and a few instructions.

18375 Water Street

The key is under the doormat. Let yourself in and don't go anywhere until you get a call.

~z

I read it ten times. The same 22 words over and over again. That's it, that's all he left me with.

I stormed out of the closet and made my way towards the baggage claim. My bag was the only one left. It was still circling around. I grabbed and went to get myself a taxi.

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I arrived at the house about a good twenty minutes later. The key was under the mat just as Zach had written. I let myself in and went up the stairs right away. I didn't even care to look around. I went to the first bedroom I saw. I dropped my bag and then did something I've never done before (and never plan to do again). I flopped down onto the bed and cried.

I wasn't crying because I was sad. I was crying because I was mad. I had never been mad at Zach before. There are times I've been frustrated but never mad. I mean what did I do? Nothing. So why did Zach just ignore me then leave? I'll probably have no idea.

I layed there for a few more minutes, then curled up under the covers and went to sleep.

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I woke up in the morning (well I guess at that point you can't call that morning) feeling good, or at least better than yesterday.

I went down to the kitchen and opened up the fridge. It was my lucky day. The fridge was full of food. I grabbed a carton of orange juice and some waffles out of the freezer. I sat down on one of the stools at the island and enjoyed my breakfast.

After my meal, I took some time to walk around the house and explore. I'd take more time to look for secret passageways later but I needed to get a general idea of where I was staying. My last stop was the living room and I flopped down onto the couch and turned on the TV (it was a really nice one, a 53 inch plasma).

This is how my days looked. On the third day, I had absolutely nothing to do and I wanted to get out of the house. But, if I was following Zach's instruction, I wouldn't be allowed leave. But then, I got an idea.

It had been three days and he hasn't called. He probably forgot about me. So why should I have to follow his instructions? I shouldn't. So, I'm not going to listen to Zach's instructions.

Quickly (before I would change my mind) I ran up the stairs, and grabbed a light coat and sprinted out the door.

I started walking down the street enjoying the views. After about a mile, I realized why I should have listened to Zach.

A/N: Alright so please please please don't be mad! Schools been really demanding and I've had absolutely no time to write. I hope you all forgive me, and I plan to update either Monday or Tuesday (and by latest Wednesday).

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and had a happy holiday season, and I think by this point you all know what I want you to do next.