Chapter 22

Gentry pt. 1

"You sure you won't need this?" I turn to my mom holding the teddy bear I specifically left on my fucking bed

"Why do you have that?" I shake my head, "put it away."

"Honey I don't want you to call crying saying you need it once we leave"

"Mom if I do that, show up with a gun instead and shoot me in the head with it."

"All right" she retracts the bear back to her bag, "Who are you afraid of seeing it anyway? You live alone"

"Yeah thank you for that" I go back to unpacking, "isn't dad waiting in the car?"

"He is but it's only because he doesn't want you to see him be emotional about you moving to college."

Sighing I walk to her "dads gonna be fine mom," she smiles and I can just see the tears coming, "seriously don't cry"

"I'm not" she shakes her head frowning, "I should go traffic makes your father cranky." Nodding "I know," she opens her arms hugging me.