The tires squealed, burnt rubber was in the air my car rolled into a fence.
Late one night I was with my boyfriend and dog, we were laying in bed about to be asleep when my stomach grumbled. I went down the stairs with lots of caution trying to avoid the squeaky stairs, so I didn't wake my mom up. Finally, I made it to the kitchen! After perusing the kitchen in search for something to satisfy my late night taco cravings I realized we didn't have anything that would meet my wants. Back up the stairs, I went, more carelessly than the time before. I shook Brian waking him up to explain what was going on. He was not happy. WE got into a fight about me wanting to leave to get food. I was upset, bawling, downright hysterical about him telling …show more content…
I got in my car and sped off down the road overly emotional and crying. My mom always told you should never drive while upset, that was not stopping me. I turned down Avenue P, put my foot on the gas until it touched the floor, I could not find my cares about how fast I was going. When I hit Wyatt Earp I realized in my fit throwing, I stormed off without grabbing any money. I made a "U" turn in the middle of the road and went back to my house to retrieve the money.
On return I found my now ex-boyfriend waiting for me at the breakfast bar in my kitchen, he was very questioning towards me. Once again I was in tears. I just wanted to get food without all the questions! The clock read 1:30 am I knew Taco Jaliscos would be closing soon if I didn't leave I wouldn't be getting tacos.
On my way out of the Brian told me he wanted to come with me so he could ask me a question. I thought "great it is never a good thing when boys want to ask questions." Off we go to get the tacos that started this whole mess finally. We were talking when the conversation took a turn for the worst a turn I wasn't expecting the question he asked me for once it was a question I didn't know the