Disclaimer: I do not own TBC, just a fan.
Allison's gaze was locked onto Andy as he drove out of sight. She had never felt that way about anyone before. Opening the car door, she hopped into the backseat and closed the door behind her, not slamming it as she normally did, for she had no reason to be angry. She couldn't do anything but smile, bubbling over inside. She was dying to tell someone but whom? Her parents probably had no idea she was in the car, much less saw her smiling.
Maybe I should say something to them, she thought, but what?
Before she could think, she blurted out, "Hi Mom and Dad, how are you?"
The tires squealed as the car came to a screeching halt. Allison felt her body jerk forward and back. As she sat up, she saw the eyes of her parents on her, cold and angry.
"Do you realize what you just did! You distracted your father with your nonsense talking and could have killed us all! Don't you ever think about other people before you act, you little bitch," screamed Allison's mother.
"But there is no one around here and...," said Allison, utterly confused.
"You better watch what you do from now on and be glad that you have your father and I to keep you in line." With that Allison's mother turned around in her seat and began reading her magazine.
O my gosh, I am living in a nut house!, thought Allison, still shocked by what just happened. To think I hated that they ignored me! Sheesh, I hope that I never make the mistake and talk to them again, they would probably try to kill me or something.
They pulled up to the house and she got out and started in the door as her parents drove off, which they always seemed to do Saturday nights. She headed up to her room and closed the door. She laid down on her bed and held Andy's blue sports jacket in her arms as tears streamed down her face. She tried to have a decent conversation with her parents, to have them realize she was there, but it just made the gap even larger, the lack of family and care even more visible, and her desire for Andy even stronger.