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The drive home was awkward to say the least. No talking, no music, nothing. The two acted as if what happened in the music theatre, didn't. Rosalie just focused on the road, going a bit faster than she normally would — just so this tension would end.

She pulled into the driveway of the Nielsen house, thanking God that the drive was over.

Benj cleared his throat. “Thanks for the ride.”

In his mind, all he planned to do was avoid her for as long as possible.

His tone seemed neutral as he gathered his belongings and got out of her car. Once the door shut, the girl let out a sigh of relief and shut her eyes, leaning back on the head rest.

Even with him mad at her, she made sure he went through the front door before she left.

She composed herself, shifting the car into reverse. Like she did every other day, she went down the familiar roads that led to her house.

Occasionally, her mother worked long shifts at the hospital and it just so happened that today was one of them. The woman wouldn't come home until dawn.

Rosalie pulled into the driveway and left the car. As she approached the front door, it was just her luck that she had forgotten the one thing she needed.

Her house keys.

She groaned in annoyance, feeling around in her pockets but the result remained the same. The teen sat on the concrete and scrolled through her contacts to find her mom.

The phone rang, Ms. Bennet picked up on the third ring. “Hey, sweetheart. What's wrong?” Rosalie was relieved to hear her mother's voice. “Hey, mom.”

“I left my keys in the house and I'm locked out, can I stop by your work and pick up your keys?” The girl fiddled around with the fallen leaves on the ground beside her.

“Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie. It's really busy today, I don't think you can.” The older woman said sympathetically.

“Don't we have a spare key under the welcome mat?”

“Nope. The neighbors dog swallowed it, remember?” The teen reminder her of an event that took place a few weeks back. “Ah, right. Sorry, sweetie you'll just have to stay the night somewhere else. I'll make a call.”

Rosalie agreed. “Okay, mom. See you tomorrow, love you!”

“See you tomorrow, my love. I love you so much.” Her mother sent kisses through the phone, the background chatter of the hospital ended when she hung up.

Rosalie figured she'd stay at her aunt's — which is what she usually does when something like this comes up.

A few minutes later, her mother sent a text.

Mom 💞
I called Ms. Nielsen, she said you're welcome to spend the night.

The girl's jaw dropped. Her eyes scanned the message over and over, hoping she misread.

No, no, no, no, no.

Me
what??
why can't I stay at auntie vickey's?