Chapter 49.

Five years later. 

"Fuck out of my room." 

"It tastes good, you should try it." 

"You know I hate pineapple toppings on pizzas."

Mabel dumps the box of pizza on my bed. "Have you ever wondered why pizzas come in rectangular boxes, shaped in a circle, and eaten in triangles?"

"I guess we'll never know."

With a sigh, Mabel folds her arms across her chests. "Could you at least act like you're happy to be home for thanksgiving?" 

I point towards the door. "Leave. I have work to do and I won't get it done if you're going to stand there all day and talk about pizzas." 

"Work?" She scoffs. "The only work you do is sit behind your laptop and stalk your boyfriend on Instagram." 

"He's not my boyfriend! MOM," I call out. "Mabel's bullying me!" 

"Real mature."

Zack, Simone's brother, walks into the room and hugs her from behind. "Hey babe." 

Even now that Mabel's much old