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Chapter 22

I rush out from behind the booth I was sitting in and hurry out the door with the full cup of hot chocolate in my hand. It's probably lukewarm by now, but at least it was scalding. I jump into my car, slamming my door behind me. I grab my phone and start dialing Jason's number as I put my seatbelt on.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Jason, where are you?" I ask.

"Rose?" he mumbles.

"Yes, just tell me where you are at?" I say.

"I'm at the country store right now, running errands for my mom. Where are you?" he questions.

"This early in the morning?"

"She always does that. Now, can you please tell me where you are at?" Jason demanded, getting impatient.

"Jason that's not important. I just want you to know I'm alright and you don't have to worry." I tell him, starting up the ignition.

"Well, I won't worry so much unless you tell me where you are-"

Click. I hung up on him before he could say anymore. I didn't mean to sound so rude to him on the phone, but I was furious right now, knowing that my so called 'parents,' lied to me all this time.

I pull out of the parking lot, while sipping a bit of the hot chocolate. Yuck! I make a sour face. Cold chocolate. I never like it like that. Warm is bad enough, but that's just nasty. Now that I just wasted all but five dollars on a hot chocolate that I barely even touched.

I sped down the road at like 65 mph in a 45 zone. I was flying like a bat out of hell. Suddenly I hear my cell phone ring. I wasn't in any hurry to answer it. It's probably Jason wondering why I just hung up on him.

I look down at my bright, shiny, blue phone in the cup holder. In big bold letters read, DAD. Yeah, some dad he is too.

I just left it ring the whole time. I don't want to talk to him over the phone. I want to see him, face to face and chew him out. My 'mother' always had a confused and suspicious side, but I'm mad at both of them, more to my dad than anyone. Or should I say Uncle Ryan.