Break Me, Fix Me, Repeat.

Chapter 3

After the funeral was over, my mom and dad wasted no time to get home.

I don't know if it was because I looked like an emotional wreck when they opened the car door or they couldn't handle anymore of the stress.

Not long after the service, the Gambles stopped by our house for a couple of hours. My parents tried long and hard to get me to come out of my room, but I locked the door and protested every time they asked me to come out to see Cameron, who was looking for me.

My will-power was stronger than to easily give in like that.

Since Friday night, I sat in my room staring at a book. Not reading, staring. For some reason my mind couldn't wrap around the words laid out on the page. All I really wanted to do was escape, but I couldn't even do that.

Now it's Sunday night, and I was dreading school tomorrow. I know I wont be able to focus so what's the point in going? Maybe it might help take all the pain of losing my sister away; everything in my house reminded me of her, so maybe school is actually a good thing. You know I don't have to listen... I can just raise my hand during attendance and then forget the rest of the world.

I went downstairs to eat dinner with my parents for the first time in a while. I wasn't the only person who lost a loved one, so I figured I could show them some respect by presenting my company. Plus, a person can only so long without eating.

Dinner was awkward.

There was no talking; just the sound of our forks scraping the plates. I realized I didn't really have an appetite, especially when I looked down at my plate full of meat loaf, mashed potatoes, and carrots. It's not really what I had in mind.

I played with the food on my plate, waiting to be excused, and my mom was the first to finally break the silence. "How about Cameron, babe? He's cute!" she told me. I wasn't even sure how I could correctly respond to that. She sounds like a mother alright.

"I didn't see him," I lied.

"Well you're missing out," she continued, "you two should date."

I stared at her with annoyance; that would never happen. Not in a million years. "Mom, after everything he has put me through, you want me to date him? I don't think so."

She put her fork down and wiped her face with her napkin before she spoke, "I think he deserves another chance."

"We never even dated in the first place. He was never my boyfriend. Only my friend, and we saw how that worked out..." I rolled my eyes.

Anger started to spread across her face, "Juliet Simmons! You are beautiful. Why won't you try? Maybe he has changed his mind after several years."

"Yeah, as if. I'm still weird, and I'm still a nerd. I may look different, but I'm still the awkward Jewels. He doesn't like me, and I'm fine with that," I spat back at my mother. "My boring life is perfectly fine without him in it and I tend to keep it that way."

Humored, she started to chuckle before a smile spread across her face.

"What..?" I asked, confused on what she found to be so funny.

"Well you better start being friends again," she said.

"Why?"

"Because we're moving back to San Marcos," my Dad decided to finally join the conversation.

My mouth dropped in utter disbelief. This can't be. All of those kids that bullied me growing up are still there. Cameron is there. Not that my life is any better here in Virginia, but I couldn't risk going back there.

"What?! Why?! When?! I don't want to move!" I continued to ask and say.

"My old job back in Austin wants me back, but at a higher position and better wage," he continued, "I almost didn't take it, but on Friday when the Gambles were over, they told me that our old house was up for sale..."

This can't be happening.

"So I took the job, and we will be back in San Marcos next weekend," he told me.

"Do I not get a say in this? Does my opinion not matter?" I voiced, sounding as stubborn as ever.

I felt as if the sky was falling. My hands became clammy and started to shake; my foot was fidgeting under the table uncontrollably and my vision became blurry as the tears started to pile up.

"Not in this situation you don't," my dad said.

"What he is trying to say, hun, is that this job opportunity is a once in a life time thing. And what are the odds that our old house is up for sale at the same time?! You will go to school for the last time this week, and next week you will be back, going to school with your old friends," my mother tried to soften the blow, but I know I wasn't being overdramatic.

"Fine. But I'm not going to be friends with Cameron."

"Yes you are," my mom refused the fact that I wouldn't be friends with Cam.

"Oh yeah? You don't have control over who I'm friends with," I reassured her. I felt like I had won, but it was just the opposite.

"We do have control, that is if you want to go to college," my dad butted in. His tone of voice was starting to scare me; I have never heard him so frustrated in his life towards me.

"Bu-" I started to say until he cut me off again.

"But nothing. You will be friends with Cameron, and you will go to Auburn High School, and that's final."

I sat there, wounded by my own parents. The fact they would put me through emotional distress and torture without feeling any sympathy made me feel like the world was against me.

"Ugh!" I grunted. I was annoyed. I emptied off my plate and went upstairs as quickly as possible without saying another word.

They had won the argument. We were moving back to Texas.

I needed to go to college, but even my own dad threatened that unless I mended the relationship with Cameron. I have to go back, see all of the kids that harassed me years ago; walk around our old house, thinking of all of the good but mostly bad memories I experienced there.

The thing that I couldn't stand the most, though, was that I had to be friends with Cameron whether I wanted to or not.

That was unless I didn't make him hate me first, then I wouldn't have to be friends with him. I can say "I tried" and everything would be perfectly fine at that point.

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