Chapter 35… Still don't have anything to say cuz I'm not an interesting person and I can't really come up with things to say cuz I'm a very awkward person. And I'm not too sure when I'm gonna post this chapter cuz I have a 3-6 minute persuasive speech due in the middle of the week for English (UGH) and I'm working hard on it so… not sure when I finished this. Anywho…

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*Ally's POV*

I hate Monday's. That's all there really is to it. Monday mornings will be the death of me. I used to like going to school because it got me out of this lonely house, but now I'm going to an even lonelier place. The only good thing about school anymore is that I get to see Chase. But I just can't shake this feeling that somehow something is going to go wrong. Like Chase will see that I'm not worth the effort and I'll only drag him down and he'll ditch me just like everyone else. That's really the only thing that can hurt me anymore.

I sighed as I left the comfort of my bed and trudged downstairs to the kitchen.

"Oh, Ally," my dad said as he left the kitchen, already dressed in a suit with his short brown hair slicked back. "I have to tell you something."

"Okay," I said uneasily. He talked to me on Saturday too. Usually that would have been a week's worth of conversation, but now he was talking to me again so soon. Something pretty big must be up. "What's up?"

"Nothing is up Allyson," my dad said gruffly. I cringed at the use of my full name. No one ever used my full name, only my mom before she would hit me. "I am going on a business trip."

"Oh," I said, completely relieved. I thought something really bad was happening. My dad goes on business trips all the time, I'm used to it. "Where to?"

"Minnesota," my dad answered. I froze. Minnesota is where the woman who my dad cheated on my mom lived. Well, at least that's what my mom said. I'm not completely sure if my dad really did cheat on her or not, but chances are he did.

"How long will you be gone?" I asked. Please only be a couple weeks. Please only be a couple weeks.

"Only a couple months," my dad said casually. Well, I got the couple part right.

"What kind of business can you have in Minnesota that'll last for two months?" I asked. My dad's a lawyer, but come on, two months?

"I'm the lead defense on a big case, who knows how long it'll last. It might even take longer than that," my dad said. I felt that annoying stingy feeling in my eyes that I only get when I'm about to cry.

""When are you leaving? I asked, trying to keep the tears from making an appearance.

"Right now," my dad said, glancing at his watch. My jaw dropped.

"Right now!?" I screeched. "You're leaving for two months and you only tell me right as you're leaving!?"

"It's not your business Allyson," my dad growled. My eyes started to water and I knew that I couldn't let him see me cry.

"You're my father!" I yelled. "Of course it's my business!" My dad just scoffed and walked away. It was only then that I noticed his carry-on bag by the front door. He just picked it up and walked right out. I let a few tears fall before stalking into the kitchen.

"Oh sweetie," Rupert said gently, rushing to give me a hug. "I heard everything."

"Did you know?" I asked quietly.

"He just told me earlier this morning," Rupert said, continuing to comfort me. "You deserve so much better."

"Well, I have you," I smiled. Rupert smiled back at me and kissed the top of my head. "And as long as I have you I'm okay."

"That's very sweet," Rupert cooed. "I feel the same about you." I felt a pang in my chest at his words. Years before Rupert came to work for our family; he had one of his own. But his daughter died of a brain tumor when she was only eleven years old. After that his wife left him and he's never heard from her since. So him saying that I'm like a daughter to him means so much to me and it's something I'll always cherish. "You don't have to go to school today if you don't want to."

"I don't," I sighed. "But I never really do. I may as well go and try to get used to being a social outcast."

"Or you just want to see Chase," Rupert smirked.

"Maybe," I mumbled.

"Did you just admit it?" Rupert gasped with a huge smile on his face. I ignored him and sat at the island.

"So, what's for breakfast?" I asked, changing the topic.

"I made muffins," Rupert gave in and handed me a basket full of different kinds of muffins. "There's chocolate chip, double chocolate chip, banana nut, pumpkin, blueberry-"

"Blueberry!" I cheered, cutting him off before he could rattle off anymore kinds. I grabbed a blueberry muffin, tore the wrapper off, and stuffed it in my face. "You know me so well," I said with my mouth full.

"I know I do," Rupert chuckled, still managing to understand me through the mouthful of muffin. I washed my last bite of muffin down with some orange juice and leapt up from my stool.

"Thanks Rupert," I smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"You're welcome princess," Rupert said. "Now, go get ready for school. You have a boy to look cute for."

"Rupert!" I shrieked. He only chuckled in response. I playfully rolled my eyes and made my way to the door. Before I left I turned back around to look at Rupert. "I love you Rupert." He looked up from the counter and gave me a smile.

"I love you too Ally."

Curse Rupert and him making me over think things. I was standing in my closet wondering what the heck I was going to wear today. I didn't want it to look like I was trying hard, but at the same time I don't to look like a hobo. Hmm… leggings, a cream colored lacy tank top, knitted grey cardigan, and black flats. Looks good enough to me. I took a quick shower and tried to hurry through my morning routine. Blow dry my hair, apply minimal make up (mascara and lip gloss), straighten my hair, and pack my bag. I shoved everything I needed for the day in a beige tote bag and sat on my bed with my headphones in until I had to leave. I am so going to regret going to school today.