We got in the car as she stared out the window. I felt as if I was her mother. And she was my wretched daughter. I didn't know if I should've thanked her for saving my chances in prison, but I didn't. I was still mad. "Bethany, I need to talk to you." I said, turning the wheel. "Yes?" She replied with a smile. "You're kind of bothering me. And I'm sick of it." We stopped. We got out of the car as she slammed the door. "What? So that's what I get for keeping you out of jail?" She screamed. We went inside and didn't speak for the rest of the day.
I was in my bed, looking up at my cieling. Suddenly, I heard a door slam. I ran through the kitchen and the living room, and even through her room. She was gone, and I didn't even know where she was heading to. I ran outside and saw her in her car driving away. "Bethany!" I yelled. I ran after her car, until I was completely out of breath. I stopped running, I just stood there. I felt a tear coming down my cheek.
I walked inside and thought about the talk we had in the car. "THE CAR!" I thought. I grabbed my keys and ran into my car. I quickly tried to start it, but nothing happened. I turned the key again. Nothing. Bethany was gone, forever.
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The One And Only Zoe
HumorZoe and Bethany have always been best friends, they promised to never leave each others side. That is, until the severe argument that lead to their separation. Bethany had left New York City, and was heading out to Illinois. Zoe never thought they w...
