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When I went to open the door to the house I noticed my father's car missing. It had been there in the morning, and he wasn't supposed to start on his job until next week.

I made it inside and as I passed the living room I noticed the TV running, which probably meant that my mom had to be home, she was very strict with cutting of electricity devises when we weren't using them.
I didn't say anything; I just made my way to my room throwing my back on the floor and myself on the bed.

It had been a long day. After my mom had left I went back to class and had gotten detention for the day.
All the teachers seemed to want to know how good of a student I was, because they had all been asking me questions all day. Some about the homework for the day, and other about the things I had learned at my old schools. So I had to concentrate in all my classes which were hard seeing as I couldn't forget what my mom had said.

The only positive outcome of the day had been Anna, she had spent all the breaks with me, which made me fell less lonely, and she was really good at distracting my thoughts, seeing as she always seemed to have something to say, and a knew topic to talk about. It was refreshing.

I took out my guitar from my closet, and sat down playing. I kept switching songs, not being able to find the right one. I wanted to confront my mom, I wanted an explanation, and it had made me uneasy all day thinking about it. As I missed a chord on the song I was playing, I laid down the guitar, knowing I wasn't really in the mood to play, or else I would never miss a chord.

I needed to talk my mom; I wouldn't be able to relax until I had.

I got up from the bed, replaced my guitar into the closet, and went out into the hallway.

I cheeked the whole house making sure my dad wasn't home before slowly walking into the living room. My mom was sitting on the couch looking over some papers.

I coughed catching her attention. She laid down her papers and looked at me. I stood in front of her, with my hands crossed in front of my chest.

''Where's dad?'' I asked not wanting to jump into the interrogation just jet, and I wanted to make sure he wouldn't walk in on me all of a sudden.

''He's on a business trip, he won't be back until tomorrow.'' She looked down as she answered indication that she didn't believe the lie herself either.

''I thought he wasn't going to start until next week?'' I said razing my eyebrows at her.

''They called him in earlier.'' She stated, and it was obvious that she didn't believe it.

My dad always went on a business trip the first week in a new city; he needed to find a new woman to cheat with. It seemed he hadn't broken the pattern even though he had supposedly forgiven her.

I decided to let it go, she would just close up if I mentioned the cheating.

''Mom, I need an explanation. Please just tell me why we are here.'' She looked at me with pleading eyes, begging me to let it go, but I wouldn't. I just looked straight at her, challenging her to try and lie to me as she usually did.

'' He has forgiven me Mitchie.'' She said once again, looking down at her hands. She was a bad liar.
He may have said that, but she didn't believe it, just as I didn't either.

''You said that already, but that still doesn't explain why we are back here. '' I said razing my voice the slightest bit, getting irritated.

''He forgave me Mitchie. It has been four years and he has finale forgiven me.'' She said again, looking me in the eyes and coming to a stand.

'' I know that is what you think, but why come back here, if he has forgiven you shouldn't we let go of the past instead of coming back to it.'' I yelled at her as she made her way over to me.

''He has forgiven me, that's all that matters for the moment Mitchie.'' She took a hold of my arms bringing me in for a hug.

''Don't'' I hissed and tore myself away from her grasp. ''Maybe that is all that matters for you, but I don't care. I don't care what he thinks. I hate him.'' I yelled feeling tears coming to my eyes.

''Don't say things like that.'' She raised her voice the tiniest bit, it wouldn't have been obvious for anybody else, but she was getting mad. She usually never got mad.

''Why? It's the truth. And you should hate him to. Why do you even care about what he thinks?'' I was mad to and therefore it didn't bother me that she was getting mad, even though it never happened.

''He's my husband, and your father, don't you talk about him like that. And I have been waiting for his forgiveness for years Mitchie. Years! So leave it, don't take this away from me! '' she was actually yelling at me, she had never done that before. And she was standing extremely close to me.

''And what are you going to do, if I don't. Are you going to slap me too.'' It was low, and I knew it, but I was worked up and mad. My mom looked shocked and stepped away from.

''I would never do that.'' She whispered looking hurt. I felt myself getting ready to apologize, but I couldn't. Not yet. I had to finish this.

''But you have no problem looking the other way when my so called father hits me.'' I glared at her, and she got tears in her eyes. But she didn't say anything she just turned around and was about to leave the room.

''I hate being here mom. I'll never get over what happened back then, but it was getting better. But know I'm reminded every single day, at almost all hours of the day. How do you expect me to move on with my life, when I can't get away from what happened? You maid have been forgiven by bad, but I will never forgive either of you for coming back here'' I was crying by the time I finished, I had started out yelling but my voice had lost volume and had started shaking.

''Your grandmother is dying.'' My mom whispered also having tears in her eyes. I looked at her shocked. I hadn't seen my grandmother since we moved; I had forgotten that she lived here.

I walked towards her, touching her lightly on the shoulder as I made my way by her, I was on my way up the stairs, when I stopped and made my way back down again. My mom heard me and turned to look at me.

'' It doesn't change anything mom. We didn't have to choose this house of all houses, nor this town. Grandma could have moved in with us in another town, any other place. And I'm serious I won't forgive you'' I said clearly, before leaving.

I went to school the next day without talking to my mom again. She wasn't there when I woke up this morning, and I had stayed in my room last night.

I made it to homeroom without bumping into anyone, and when I got there I meet Anna. We talked a little, before the bell rang and class started. Shane came in as the last one as always, followed by Miss. Brown.
He didn't look at me, and sat as far away from me as possible.

I noticed that Caitlyn was missing, and wondered what the reason could be. I wanted to talk to her again, and apologize for brushing her off after the incident with Shane.

Homeroom and the next couple of classes went by pretty fast, and I suddenly it was time for lunch.

As the bell rang signalizing that the class was over, everybody got out very quickly. I made my way to my looker expecting to find Anna there but she wasn't.

So I made my way to the cafeteria alone hoping to catch her there. When I entered I scanned the room but couldn't find her anywhere. I therefore decided to go sit at an empty table, maybe she was just late. I took out my lunch and started eating, even though I wasn't feeling particularly hungry.

Suddenly I felt someone tap me on my shoulder and expected it to be Anna.

''It took you long enough where have you been?'' I asked turning around in my seat coming face to face with Nate not Anna. ''Oh sorry I thought you where someone else.'' I exclaimed wide-eyed, feeling embarrassed. Nate just smiled at me.

''I figured. Is that seat taken then?'' he asked pointing to the seat beside me.

''Apparently not no, I can't seem to find Anna.'' I answered honestly as he took a seat beside me, biting down on his apple.

''She had an incident in biology.'' Nate said chuckling a little bit.

''What happened?'' I asked shocked, I hadn't picked up on any accidents mentioned in the school gossip today.

''Apparently she isn't very fond of blood, so she passed out. Nothing huge, but she went home for the day.'' Nate said easing my worries, but when I started laughing I found myself getting slightly offended on Anna's behalf.

''What's so funny about that?'' I said a slight edge to my voice, which Nate picked up on because he stopped laughing.

''Well, when she passed out her face kind of landed in this bucket with green slime, and I'm sorry but it was hilarious. And it brought her back to life to.'' He said jokingly, and chuckled slightly. Picturing the incident in my head I couldn't help but laugh a little to.

''Well if it woke her up again, I guess it was kind of necessary.'' I said between laughter.

''My thoughts exactly.'' Nate smiled at me, and I felt crateful for his company. Suddenly Shane appeared behind Nate putting a hand on his shoulder.

''Isn't this a little low even for your standard Nate? You shouldn't be eating with trash.'' He wasn't looking at Nate while he spoke, but at me. He was smirking and it irritated me beyond death, but I knew he was just trying to rile me up, so I ignored him looking away.

''Don't you have somewhere else to be Shane?'' Nate answered turning around in his seat and removing Shane's hand from his shoulder.

''Your right I have. Just thought I would worn my little brother of the damage sitting at this table could to his reputation.'' Shane turned around and left throwing me a glare on his way, over to his table sitting down next to the red head who had kissed him the other day.

I closed my eyes and tried to calm down, not wanting him to get under my skin.

''Ignore him, he lashes out when he's hurt.'' Nate said, laying a hand on my shoulder gently.

I opened my eyes and looked at him, giving him a small smile.

''You don't have to do this Nate. I don't want you to be dragged into this.'' Nate just smiled, squeezed my shoulder and started eating again.

''I'm serious.'' I said sternly when he didn't say anything.

''I know. But I choose my friends; Shane doesn't have anything to say in the matter.'' He looked straight at me, making sure I understood.

''And you want to be my friend?'' I said shocked, why would he want that?

''Sure. I've always liked you; I was just too shy back then.'' He said referring to the last time I lived here. I could feel myself blush a little, so I looked down and started eating to.

''Beside, everyone deserves a second chance. And you look like you need one.'' I looked up at him. He looked concerned, and I felt happier than I had all day. Nate really was a good guy.

''Thanks.'' He just nodded and gave my hand a little squish.

''So where's Caitlyn?'' I asked as we went back to eating.

''Don't ask me. She disappears some times; I've learnt not to ask or to get concerned.'' He laughed a little, and you could see the adoration he felt for Caitlyn on his face.

''It doesn't surprise me. How long have you to been together?'' He suddenly looked like he needed to concentrate, and then he started counting on his fingers. ''You don't know? What a good boyfriend you are.'' I said laughing.

''Hey'' he said looking slightly offended but still smiling. '' Caitlyn was against us being boyfriend and girlfriend in the beginning; she said she just wanted to be with me, no titles. So it depends from where you count.'' Caitlyn really was something else.

'' But she changed her mind?'' asked curious to get to know a little more about how Caitlyn worked.

''Yeah, she got jealous, and said she needed people to know we were exclusive. But sometimes she changes her mind back and we sort of break up'' he said adding air quotes to the break up. '' But she quickly changes her mind back. I've learnt not to argue, it only make it worse. But you could say we have been together for almost a year I guess.''

''Wow, she really is ...'' I paused not knowing what to say.

''Unique?'' Nate filled in, laughing.

''You could say that.'' I laughed to, until the bell rang and we stood up and made our way to class.

We had next period together, and I got to know a lot more about Nate, and found out that he was a lot like me. He too loved music, and played different instrument. He came out shy when you didn't know him, but as he started warming up, he had no problem talking.

He made the day come along faster, and before I knew it school was over and I was making my way towards my locker, getting the books that I needed to do my homework.

As I exited the school I saw Shane standing by a car on the parking lot. He noticed me, and gave me a fake smile followed by a glare before he turned around unlocking the car and stepping inside, but he didn't start it.

I made my way over to the bus stop, still being able to see the car. After a couple of minutes Nate exited the school as well and made his way over to the car. But as he noticed me, he redirected his steps and came over to me.

'' Are you waiting for the bus?'' He asked as he came to a halt beside me. I couldn't help but laugh a little which made him look confused.

''What gave it off? Me standing at the bus stop.'' He laughed to seeing how ridiculous his question had been.

He then smiled at me. '' Would you like a ride then? We kind of live right beside each other.'' I looked over at the car that held Shane Grey inside and knew it would be a bad idea getting into the same car as him.

He noticed me looking at the car, and took a light hold on my arm. '' I don't accept a no. It's ludicrous for you to wait here, when we drive right to your house.'' He softly dragged me by the arm towards the house.

''I don't think he will drive if I get in the car Nate.'' I said putting up a little fight, holding back making him stop walking.

''Then I'll drive. Come on Mitchie, you don't have to talk to him, you can be completely quiet for all I care.'' I thought about it, and decided I shouldn't be intimidated by Shane. Nate was my friend I could accept a ride from him. So I nodded and went with him over to the car.

He opened the door for me in the back, before stepping around the car and getting into the passenger seat beside Shane. I didn't enter the car before Nate was inside.

''We are taking trash with us home I see.'' Shane commented, starting the car. Nate was about to say something, but I put my hand on his shoulder and shock my head no when he looked at me.

Shane noticed the exchange and raised one of his eyebrows at me in the rearview mirror, but he didn't say anything.

None of us did for the rest of the ride. It was awkward but I didn't really care, it made me come home faster and that was all that mattered. Beside Nate had been sweet to me all day, and I was just glad to have made one more friend.

Shane stopped outside my house even though I had expected him to stop at their house and make me walk to my own. Not that it would have been a problem, but it still surprised me.

''Thanks for the ride.'' I whispered, deciding it was best to just be a little civil, when Nate was here. Shane just nodded, starting up the car as I made my way out of it.

''I'll see you tomorrow Nate.'' I said before closing the door. Nate waved at me as they drove away, and I smiled at him.

I made it up the steps to the house and noticed that my dad's car still wasn't home.

As I came inside I felt tired once again, it felt like I hadn't have any energy when I came home anymore. Like this home was sucking it all out of me. I could feel my thoughts wandering to the empty room down the hallway, and what was missing inside it, and I knew that if I didn't distract myself I would start to cry.

I looked through my movies selecting 'she's the man' because I needed something to laugh about.

It started and I had no problem concentrating on it in the beginning, but as the movie went on I could feel myself slipping away, and I knew that any moment now I would fall asleep. But it didn't matter, so fell asleep with the TV still running.

When I woke up it had become dark outside. I twitched into a sitting position, forcing myself to get up. As I stood up I could feel the blood rush to my head, and I closed my eyes feeling dizzy. I groaned regretting getting up so fast; as the dizziness faded I went out into the hallway not hearing a sound.

I went downstairs expecting my mom to have but some food to the side, but there wasn't any food in sight, and I couldn't find my mother either. I cheeked the whole down floor without finding her, and then I went back to the stairs and made it up into the hallway. As I passed the empty room I felt a pull towards it, and for some reason the reason I had stayed out of it disappeared.

I looked around the room, settling my eyes on the painting I had made so long ago, and as a looked at it, I broke down crying.

It was plain torture being here, and I wanted nothing more than to leave. Just leave this house. We could even stay in this stupid city as long as we moved far away from this house.

I knew my mom couldn't be telling me everything; it made no sense if she had. Even if my grandmother was sick, it made no sense to move into this house, I knew it had to be haunting my mother too, even my father couldn't be cold enough not to feel sad about being here.

But it had to be his decision to live here. He always bought and sold our houses, my mother had nothing to say in the matter. So why had he chosen to stay here, it had nothing to do with grandma being sick. He didn't like her, so why would he care that she was dying.

The simple fact was that he didn't, there had to be another reason. And I had to find out what it was.

I had to know the truth; I was tired of living a lie. My dad hadn't done anything but lie and make my life a living hell since I was twelve. Today I wanted the truth no matter the consequences. Nate was right everybody deserved a second chance, but I couldn't get my second chance in this town if I didn't know why we were here for real, or if we would suddenly leave again.

So as I heard my dad's car driving into the garage, I knew it had to be now. It had to be while my mom wasn't home, and I had the courage to do it.

I dried my eyes, and left the room casting a final glace around it, deciding with myself that this had to be the last time I stepped into this room, it would only break me more to keep going in here.

I made my way into the kitchen. He had to make his way through this room, so that way he couldn't avoid me.

He came in faster than I expected, and I could feel my courage slipping away. As he noticed me, he raised his eyebrows and said a quiet hey before placing his back on one of the chairs and opening the fridge to take out a soda.

As he noticed that I hadn't moved from my position by the stairs, he became curious.

''Is there something you want Mitchie?'' he sat down on one of the chairs sipping on his soda. I opened and closed my mouth a couple of times, but when I saw him getting impatient I took a step forward, hands on my hips and answered.

''As a matter of fact there is. Have you forgiven mom or is all of this another of your tricks?''

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