Bad Meets Good

Audrey was the good girl. She was 16. She made good grades, played sports, and was popular. Her dad died when she was 3, so she lived with her mom. All in all, she was happy with her life. Harry, on the other hand, was the bad boy. He was 18. He could care less about his grades, you didn't see him much, and he had his own small group of friends that stayed in trouble. They wouldn't get along, right?

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3. Chapter 3

          The next morning I woke up, and I walked downstairs. Harry and Sam were sitting in the living room watching Spongebob, and my mom was sitting at the table drinking coffee and reading the paper. It was Saturday, so she would be home all day. "Audrey, I have to talk to you about something," my mom said looking at me. "Yeah?" I said thinking it would be about Harry. "I know I haven't dated since your dad died, but-" I cut her off. "No, Mom. Please," I felt tears swell up in my eyes. "I'm sorry, Audrey," she said.  "No you're not Mom," I said feeling a tear run down my face. "Audrey, listen. He's a really nice guy and I'm sure you'll love him," she said wiping the tear off my face. "No I won't. He's just going to try to replace Dad, and I'm not gonna let it happen," I said, my voice getting louder. Harry and Sam looked back at us. "Please just give him a chance, Audrey," she said. "No, Mom!" I said yelling before I ran up to my room. I sat down on my bed and shoved my face in one of my pillows. I sat on my bed crying my eyes out for about fifteen minutes when I heard a knock on my door. "What?" I asked. "It's Harry. Can I come in, Love?" he said. "Yeah," I said with my face still in the pillow. He walked in, and I felt him sit down next to me.  "I know you probably think I'm not the best person in the world, and that's true I'm not. I'm trying to change though, so please just give me a chance," he said.  I looked up from my pillow, "Okay."  "So what's wrong I didn't hear your conversation," he said.  I looked at a picture of me with my dad. "When I was 3, my dad died in a car wreck because of a drunk driver. My mom hasn't dated anybody since then, and now she has a boyfriend. I don't even know what to do. I want to be happy for her, but he's going to try to take my dad's place," I said wiping tears from my face.  "I know how it feels. Well not exactly, but I do kind of. I was adopted when I was 4 because my parents didn't want me anymore, and now my parents that adopted me kicked me out because of the way I've acted. My parents were drug dealers, and they were always getting arrested for something. I guess that trait just kind of stuck with me. I've tried stopping, but it's like it's in my blood and I can't stop. I'm going to start trying a lot harder now," he said. "But back to you just give him a chance. He'll never be able to take your dad's place, but maybe he could help you out just a little."

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