Ending The Ticket

Sorry it's been ages and is not exactly long..

Chapter 2
BROKEN HEART:

"Jesus Ivory! You got that old piece of junk to look that awesome?!" Justin gazed, as I pulled up in the driveway.
"Yeah! You like?"
"Me like! Anyway, speaking of cars, could you help me find the one I'm looking for?"
I freaked out when he said he wanted a black Audi R8! I asked him how he earned the money and he told that he had actually won a small amount of money. We both hopped back into my car- yes, I drove- towards the car shop.
I pulled up in the only free and smallest parking space there.
"Okay, so you go and get your car and come right back," I ordered. My brother sighed.
"It's going to take quite long, that's why I asked you to come with. I'm rubbish with social stuff."
I frowned, because he never told me this before we left, but I still went in the shop with him.
After two long hours of negotiating
"Finally! Thanks Ivory! You're the best sister ever!" Justin yelled, while we got out and hugged me tight. I rolled my eyes at him, he smirked.

"Mom! I've got my car! It comes tomorrow!" I heard Justin call to Mom up the stairs, whilst I started to make dinner (Mom never did)
Getting out the pasta, sauces, onions and mince, my phone began to ring.
'Louise'
"Hey Lou! What's up?" I asked into my blackberry.
"I just wanted to know. I know this is extremely rude, but is there any chance I could eat dinner at yours?" she started to sob back at me.
"Yes, of course! What's wrong?!"
"Fernando! I saw him kissing another girl!" she moaned again, I could literally feel her heart ache.
"Where are you? I'll pick you up!" I said in one quick breath.
"Outside your door!" Lou cried louder.
I rapidly put down my phone, opened the door and hugged her as she stood there helpless at the foot of my house, dripping wet from tears and rain, her makeup all runny.
"Lou, you can go use the shower and change into some of my clothes, while I cook," I offered. She gratefully nodded and shuffled to my bathroom.
An hour later, Louise came down wearing my favourite grey, Hollister top, black skinny jeans and my black pumps. She had her blonde waves neatly spread out along her back, whilst her brown eyes softened her sad face, that she fixed up with a tiny amount of makeup.
"You look nice," I complimented "Hope you like lasagne." Louise smiled and started to help Justin lay the table.
Don't worry, I know what you might be thinking, they aren't going to suddenly fall in live and live happily ever after. No. That's just not how our family is. It's unfair.
"I'll give you back your clothes tomorrow or something," Lou said at the table, before shoving a piece of pasta into her mouth.
"Nah, it's okay. I never really like that shirt too much anyway," I lied, wanting to make her happy. She grinned at me really thoughtfully. Mom glared at me, she knew I loved that top and didn't want me to get rid of it. She thankfully kept quiet.