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I went back to their house, not my house. I went and got their runaway little boy’s clothing and got his suitcase to bring along with. I went and said goodbye to their dogs Falcunnoopsee, Quoorsarak, and Jagekeoco. They miss their owner. In their eyes, you can see their sadness as their master walks out the door past me. I was all alone, but I put a note saying the Mr. and Mrs. Espinoza can call me when everything is okay. I got a call from Kyra she really missed me and that mom and dad weren’t taking me leaving very well. They wanted me to come back as soon as possible. I came back after a month. They weren’t mad because their sadness took over. They had no more room to be mad, so all they did was be sad. It was to the point that even Christmas couldn’t make them more than give a smirk. One day I took Kyra up to my room and played music so loud they couldn’t hear me scream. I told Kyra that they needed help and unless they get that help we will run away. Kyra agreed that something should be done, but running away shouldn’t be the answer. I didn’t understand why. I thought it would be the perfect idea showing them what they did to their kids, but Kyra said the whole reason they are this unhappy is because I left. 

“ No, it is actually their fault because they made their child run away from all the bad stuff going on.”

“ Actually no, it was all YOUR fault and if you don’t understand that I don’t know what to do.”

“You’re making up lies! You are such an idiot for believing that it was my fault!”

“ You know what I don’t want you in this house.”

“ Why?”

“ I can’t have spoiled brats blaming whoever they want every time someone says no to them.”

“ At least I am more of their child than you ever will be.”

At that moment I felt bad for everything I said, but I noticed that Kyra didn’t say sorry like she usually does. She meant what she said. That just killed me right there. Was I actually a spoiled brat that blamed people whenever I got told no? 

I went to school the next day I asked Mattias if I was actually that bad and he said I wasn’t, so I mean I guess that’s a win, but when we first met and became best friends he said he is super scared of me so I mean he isn’t that reliable. 

“ Hey, Aaron.”

“Hey, babe.”

“ I have a question.”

“ What is it?”

“ Am I a spoiled brat?”

“ Babe you might act like a diva, but you aren’t spoiled.”

“ You sure?”

“ I mean you have more drama than a normal girl does so I mean if that means spoiled than yeah you are very spoiled.” 

“ Thanks…are we still up for acai bowls?”

“ Heck yeah! Those I can’t miss out on.”

“ Okay see you there?”

“ See you there.”