Chapter 45: You Guys Didn't Raise A Stupid Daughter

Joanna's POV

It took me about a week to come up with a plan on how to talk to Frank. It might seem strange that it took me that long, but I needed to be emotionally and mentally stable to formulate the plan and have that kind of conversation with my Ex-boyfriend.

So I woke up on that Saturday morning with a plan. Firstly I said my prayers, stretched my bones and went downstairs, where I saw Mom, Dad and Elvis laughing about something on the T.V.

"Hello Fam," I greeted, in which they all turned to look at me before they broke out in another fit of laughter.

I know you might want to know why they laughed after staring at me for over a minute, well sorry to disappoint you, because I didn't know and I didn't care.

And I don't mean it in a bad way but I was used to it, because when you've stayed with those three people half your life, you would know their brains don't work all the time, which could result in screaming for no reason or laughing unnecessarily.

"Yeah yeah, I look like a clown,