You're My Forever

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Monday... 

Ever since what happened between my mom and I on Friday, we haven't spoken a word to each other since. Although we weren't speaking, there was clearly a lot of tension between us whenever we crossed paths or were in the same room. 

This was really, REALLY weird. Again, my mom and I have always been very close and we've never been on serious bad terms so this was really new to me. I didn't know how to deal with it. My dad was attempting to be a peacemaker for us but he was subtle with it. That wasn't working though.

And honestly, right now I still didn't want to talk to my mom again. I was still beyond pissed off at her. 

My dad on the other hand, seemed to be by my side much more than usual. I appreciated it a lot. He knew how much I was hurting and he was doing anything he could for me. I pretty much wasn't mad at him at all anymore.

Jack and I haven't seen each other since Friday at school. That's how it's been every weekend for a while now as the only time Jack and I were able to see each other was at school. For this reason, I dreaded weekends. Jack and I were only able to talk on the phone on the weekends and that too only at times when our parents wouldn't catch us. 

Life these days has been hard.. but at the same time I was grateful to even have Jack at all in my life.

Anyway, after shutting off my alarm this morning, I got up from bed and went to my closet to get dressed. I put on a red cropped tank top with a jean jacket on top as well as some black ripped jeans. I left my hair down, brushed my teeth, then went to school.

Lunch... 

At lunch, Jack and I were quick to find each other. Right away, we pulled each other into a very tight hug.  

After exchanging a few words, we pulled back and walked to the cafeteria together, hand in hand. We found an empty table and sat across from each other. Our hands met in the middle of the table and they held each other.

"So how have things been going with your parents?" I asked Jack, looking into his eyes. "I'm freaking pissed at my dad.. I mean I guess I still feel bad for him but I can tell that feeling is starting to go away because of his bullshit rules. And my mom.. I don't know, I'm kinda mad at her too since she started this but we really aren't talking too much anymore." Jack answered, seeming annoyed. "You're not talking to your mom? Why?" I asked him, furrowing my eyebrows. "Well.. we're not 'not' talking I guess. None of us are avoiding each other and we do talk occasionally, just not as much as before. I don't know why, it's weird." Jack shrugged at the last part. "Is your dad still really mad at your mom?" I asked Jack. "I can't tell. I think he's beginning to forgive her though but I'm not completely sure. But he never officially forgave her yet though." Jack explained. 

"How about you though? What's been going on with your parents?" Jack asked me, sitting up a bit in his seat. "Well, on Friday, my mom officially forgave my dad.." I told him, sighing as I looked down. "Really? That's great!" Jack said happily. 

"Yeah, sure.." I rolled my eyes. "And now my mom are in a huge fight.. We haven't said a word to each other since Friday." I told him quietly. "What, why?!" He asked me quickly sitting up even more and sounding concerned. "'Cause she forgave the one that actually did something bad, but still isn't fucking letting me see you, someone who literally did nothing to her." I told him, beginning to get worked up over it again. 

"We ended up shouting at each other and it ended with me telling her I hate her.." I told him quietly, kind of avoiding eye contact. I looked up at him seconds later though and he looked completely shocked. "Did you mean it..?" Jack asked me quietly, looking and sounding really surprised. "No.. but I still haven't told her that." I answered.