Shattering The Surfaces

Chapter Three Thoughts

Quick note: The slide show on the right is of the girls this time enjoy =D

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Jonathan’s POV

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I tried to relax my grip on the steering wheel as I drove to Abi’s to pick her up for school. Tony was talking in my ear going off about how she ignored all his texts and he missed out on mom’s pot roast because she was just being stubborn.

He was driving me nuts.

“Will you let it go,” I said when he shut up for once in between breathes. I shook my head scoffing when he just gave me a look like I was crazy. Luckily he did keep his mouth closed and I took a breath of relief, I didn’t want to start the school day off with a headache.

I pulled up to the house and cut the engine sitting back to wait. It was routine. Ever since I got my license last year I picked Abi up for school every day. Well, every day that she went or wasn’t sick. I don’t know how she manages to keep her grades up. The point being I could do this drive in my sleep.

Abi had been very preoccupied yesterday and I knew her and Tony had some secret they weren’t telling me. But so did Tony and me. For some reason I got the feeling their secret was something to do with Nathan’s group home. If I thought about the realistic scenarios of what that could be or mean I found anger and jealousy bubbling to the surface.

Something felt off about feeling that way towards Abi, I didn’t like it but every time I was around her everything that was bothering me or stressing me out simply disappeared. That was normal right? I mean we are best friends.

I shook the feelings to the side. All summer I had been confused by that one kiss and how it made me feel. Last night before I carried her to her bed and said good night to everyone before going home I had subtly asked her about it. She didn’t seem to remember.

Conflicting emotions of relief and disappointment warred with me and I hardly slept. So I didn’t want my brother acting a damn fool and pissing her off more. I honked the horn letting her know inside that we were out here waiting.

A few minutes later she came out of the door and her hair was in one long French braid to the side of her head. She wore an oversized sweater that fell off one shoulder showing black spaghetti straps of her tank top and the skinny dark jeans with her flats she looked…gorgeous as always. A smile curled on my lips as I made to get out of the car.

“What are you smiling about?” Tony asked from the back and I quickly wiped the smile away.

“Nothing,” I muttered. I couldn’t see him but I knew Tony was glaring at my retreating back. I walked around the front of my truck to open the door for her.

“Hey Jon,” her voice was sleepy and it surprised me how much I liked how my name sounded in that tone on her lips.

“Morning,” I mumbled.

This was ridiculous.

I couldn’t like her not like that, we grew up together, done things that couples don’t do, and she was my best friend. I ran my hands frustrated through my hair as I walked back around to the driver’s side. Immediately Tony began to antagonize her.

“Why are you ignoring my texts Abigail,” he asked hotly, he never used her full name so he must be angry.

“You know why and I’m not going to do you any favors when your being an ass,”

“But I’m always an ass,”

“It’s getting old,” she spoke quietly.

“Whatever,” he waved her off with a bored hand gesture.