I don’t know what I am suppose to do now, I can’t show her nor my family how much of a weakness she is to me. I looked at her through the corner of my eye and watched her body sway to the music that was playing from the stereo. My heart dropped a beat after every single movement.

“Are you serious?” my sisters said slamming my mouth shut, which must have been hanging there like a puppy.

“This isn’t good Kyla. What am I suppose to do now?” I asked worried as she made her way up over to me from out of nowhere. Her hand was on my shoulder and I could feel myself catching my breath and relaxing my body.

“Hey” she said as she scrunched up her face and smiled.

“Hi!” I couldn’t thing of anything better to say. I don’t want to waist my time getting lost in her again, and guess what I did. I lost my self within her presence. I always stumble over her memory and wonder if she’ll ever come back for me.

The night wasn’t that bad, mostly everybody had question about my career and of course I came baring gifts.

“Ok gram so I know how much you yelled at my for getting this for myself, but its so you.” So I turned around and grabbed the new set of Porsche keys and threw them to her. Of course how she is she just started freaking out and laughing with that obnoxious laugh.

Spencer just stood there in front of me laughing, as she slowly kept sipping a bottle of Bud Light. I smile immediately faded when we locked eyes. She stood on the other side of the room from me, and our gaze seemed to be unspoken words said within out eyes. I stood up and walked over to her, trying desperately to look casual. After conversation with her for a good I don’t know 45 seconds I had to ask her.

“So…um can I talk to you in the…garage for a minute?” I stuttered out as she laughed at how nervous I was. And the laugh threw me back.

It was thanksgiving today and my mother was having a party at her house to celebrate. My day was hectic and out of control as I realized how upset she was going to be at me. I have called her at least 20 times last night. I needed her, I needed her to come to the rescue as she always does, I needed her to save me from my problems, but most of all I needed her to save me from myself.