past mistakes

Pleasant Dinner Talk

              We do eventually make it back home. We beat Kendall there, which we assumed would happen, so I do all of my laundry while I can. I also eat a lot of random food that is in the house because I don't want to be anywhere other than my room when they get home.

As I am walking up the stairs, I hear the front door unlocking, so I run up the stairs and into my room. I look around for something to do. Then ultimately, I decide on watching a movie.

At some point, I hear his door close but I try to block that out of my mind. I will not fall down that rabbit hole.

Kendall and I text a few times also. She checks up on me and let's me know that he won't try to talk to me anytime soon. She apparently warned him in the car that if he did, he would have another black eye.

At around 6, I start to get hungry. For us, 6 is like the universal dinner time, but I don't know if he and I are going to play footsies on this or something. Like he might wait for me to eat, but since we are both waiting, we may actually end up eating at the same time. Now I am realizing that all I have to do is ask Kendall, so I text her right away.

She says that he isn't eating yet, so I should come down now. I follow her orders and walk downstairs. While we are making food, I ask, "Did Leo go home?"

She nods, "Yeah, he's with his parents."

We eat on the couch, watching some tv. I know Kendall has more questions, like how I found out, and I have questions too, like did she know, but we both stay silent. I just need time.

After dessert, I quickly walk back upstairs to my room. At least I was safe for dinner. I'm sure every night I won't get so lucky.

Half way through a movie, I get a text from my mom saying, "Just letting you know, your father and I are visiting tomorrow. We miss you guys, but we could only fit the night into our schedules."

Great. Wonderful. Things just keep getting worse. Now, I'm definitely going to have to see him, and even worse than that, I'm going to have to act like nothings wrong because if they knew something was wrong, then I would have to explain the whole situation, which would not be good. I wonder how they would feel about me dating a guy like Jack. They love him but they know that he gets around, and that we live in the same house. That would not be good at all. Whatever. It doesn't matter now that we've broken up. Well, we haven't technically said those words but I hope he knows to assume that. Because I am certainly not dating him anymore.

Prescott texts me right as I am answering my moms text. 'Mom told you they are coming tomorrow, right?' I respond, telling him that she did. Then he says, 'It's going to be awkward, but you're not going to tell them, right? Because we would both be in so much trouble if they knew.'

I answer, 'No, of course I'm not going to tell them. But if she figures out that something is wrong, I'll just tell her it was a boy and not use names.'

Prescott answers, 'Okay, but be careful with your wording. Also, make sure to say that you guys have only texted and face timed since you were supposed to be grounded this whole time.'

I like his message and end the conversation there. Hopefully, it won't come to that, but my mom is really good at reading people, so I don't know.

For the rest of the night, I sit on my roof and study all that I can see. I can see parts of the street, but mostly it is my backyard and tops of trees. When it got really dark, I went back inside and fell asleep. I am really not okay right now. I had some deep thoughts while I was on the roof and I just know I am not in a good place. Jack and I will never have the same relationship. I don't want to ever date him again obviously, but I also can't even be his friend anymore. I knew that we shouldn't have dated, I told him that but he didn't listen. He even said that if things ended, we could just go back to being friends. He was so sure that things wouldn't end badly, but then he ended them horribly. It was all him.