Maybe - Matthew Espinosa

Chapter two

Amy

Once I got to the airport in Prince William county , Virginia , i got my luggage and waited for my aunt to come and collect me. Instead I saw a middle aged man holding a sign that said my name in big black bold writing.
I walked over to where the man was standing and looked at his name badge. It had the name Charles written on it. He was probably taking me to my aunts in Woodbridge.

"Hey I'm Amy and your obviously Charles." I smiled.

"Hello good evening Amy. I am Charles as you already know by the name tag. I will be taking you to your destination today." he said all poshly which I hated.

"I'm a seventeen year old girl, you don't need to impress me with a posh accent, to be honest I hate it." I laughed.

" I hate it too " he said in a normal American accent. We both started laughing.

"I noticed that the accent was fake from the minute you started speaking." I said still laughing.

"Alright, alright. How do you want me to speak then." he said.

"Speak in your normal accent please and it will be much appreciated." I said in my fake posh accent which was absolutely terrible.

"Your a funny kid, you know." he said .

"Thanks your a funny man too." I replied.

"Thanks kiddo " he said .

We walked to the car laughing loud and talking about random stuff, he told me a bit about Virginia and where there are good malls to shop in and I told him a bit about Ireland. He was so funny and even though he is like 50 something, he acts like a teenager!

"There's a good looking bloke in the house down the road from your aunts, him and his family often come around for dinner." he said with a wink .

"Nah I'm going to get to know area first before I look for any hot boys." I laughed.

He laughed along with me and said
"I was just telling you, he's a nice guy, maybe even considering talking to him and being friends with him because you kind of need friends to get through things and at the moment you only got me. It must feel weird, your in a completely different place. Virginia is probably the size of Ireland!" he laughed.

"Hey, Ireland isn't that small " I said putting my hand on my heart, pretending to be offended.

"We're here, anyways here's my number call me if you need a drive anywhere." he said as he handed me his card that had his number written on it. I spotted that it said Sally Henderson on the top.

"Thanks Charles. Are you like my driver or something?" I joked .

"Yes I am." he said looking serious.

"What! I have a someone that drives me everywhere and anywhere?" I squealed.

"Yup and that someone is me but don't be planning to ask me to drive you to Africa or anything like that." he said.

"Alright but promise me one thing, don't use that horrendous fake posh accent around me. " I smiled.

"I promise I won't."  He laughed.

"See ya around." I said.

"See ya kiddo " he said .

Right before I jumped out of the car Charles said

"His name is Matthew, Matthew Espinosa."

"I don't care but thanks anyways." I laughed.

When I got out of the car and I turned around , I saw the house ,it was fucking enormous. She is probably rich as fuck. Whoa!

I get to live here for probably a year at least. It wasn't even a house, it was nearly the size of a mansion!

I sprinted up to the door and then stopped when I got there. I stood there for a while thinking about what I was going to say. I haven't seen her since I was five years old.

I knocked on the door quickly and all of a sudden the door flew open to reveal a women in her middle 40's. She had long blond hair and she looked around 5' 7.
She was wearing a black dress that went down to her knees and some black heels. She gave me a hug and talked to me for a while. We talked a bit about everything.

"How long am I staying here ?" I asked her.

"For as long as you want my dear " she said poshly. Again with the posh people I hate them.

"Can I go home tomorrow then, that's a night. That should be long enough for me." I said looking at her right in the eye. I was really missing home right now.

I honestly wanted to get away from here, she didn't talk to me that much at all. She used to be nice, what the hell happened her in the space of 7 years . She's so ignorant and rude.

"No you cannot. I am not having that cheek off you. Your mother lets you off with that behaviour but trust me I will not. Now go to bed ! It's 11 o clock" she shouted .

"Rude, do you shout at everyone and are you serious. It's only 11 o clock and I have to go to bed. That's not fair." I said .

"It seems fair enough, now go." she said in anger .

"I'm not 5 anymore aunt Sally." I shouted.

After that lovely long conversation with her, I ran upstairs and got changed into my pyjamas and I decided that I would unpack tomorrow that's if she lets me...

I went on my phone until one in the morning and then drifted to sleep...💤

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