A Day In My Life

Chapter 2- The Talk

It was Summer. Warm outside. Kids playing. Everyone except Izzy. She was upstairs crying. Little Izzy was only five. And terrified. She heard doors slamming and people cussing. Those people was her dad. Izzy was more scared than normal. She ran to the next room and grabbed the phone. Then, while running back into her own room, she grabbed every stuffed animal she could find in her path. Ran to the closet and made a wall of her favorite animals. Now she felt safer. Thinking that no one could hurt her. She looked through the previous calls to find her mothers number. When she found it, she pressed the 'call' button.

"Hello?"

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I woke up the next morning laying in a bed. It took me a while to figure out where I was. I sat up and felt a pain in my head. I placed my hand on my forehead. My head was pounding from a hang over. I started to smell food. Eggs, bacon, and coffee filled the room. I looked around and recognized the place. Dillon must have brought me here after last night. Ever thing was still a blur.

The kiss! I remember the kiss! Maybe Dillon has forgotten about it. Oh god. I hope he doesn't get the wrong idea. We're meant to be bestfriends, not lovers. I grabbed my phone to see if anything else had happened. Seven messages and notifications from Facebook. One message from my father that had said 'Where are you?' I figured I should text him back first. 'Hey dad, I'm fine. I stayed with Dillon last night. Be home soon! Love you'

By that time I heard Dillon walking up the stairs. His room smelled like him. Which is good. He always has this great smell. Every time we are together. What if he remembers? He's going to want to talk about it. I can't tell him that I don't want to be more than just friends. Or do I? I don't know my feelings. What would it be like if we did....

My thoughts were interrupted when the door flung open and my bestfriend came rushing in with his dreamy smile on his face.

"Eggs, bacon, toast, and coffee." He said with a smile.

Mhh.. my favorite. He loves cooking. Especially for me. Dillon would treat me like a princess.

"My favorite. How did you know?" I said with a wink.

"I really don't know. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I have known you for years now" he explained sarcastically.

" Ha Ha Ha" 

I took the breakfast and started to eat. Please don't say anything about last night,  please.

"So, I want to talk to you about last night."

Shit

"What about it?"

"Well, the kiss. I don't know what your feelings are towards me. But, I know what mine are. I love you. I have loved you ever since I have put my eyes on you. I know we are bestfriends, but you think we can try to be more?"

"Dillon. I don't even know how I feel."

"At least tell me one thing. Did the kiss make you feel any differently? Even if it was for a second?"

I took a minute to think about this. If I tell him the truth and tell him I do have feelings for him, he's going to want more than to just be bestfriends. If we become more than friends and then things don't work out, we would never be able to go back to the way things use to be.

"No. The kiss didn't change the way I feel about you."

He looked at me. I could tell he tried not to cry. The tears in his eyes bundled up together, trying not to fall out.

"Dillon, please."

"I'm fine." He got off the bed and walked over to his window. "You're all I have ever wanted."

I stood up and walked over, closer to him. I tried to put my arm on his shoulder but he grabbed it. He stared into my eyes and I could tell he was breathing heavy. Dillon opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but nothing came out. He then let go of my hand and turned towards the window, once more.

Then, he finally said something, "You need to leave."

I was shocked. Even when we were fighting he never ever said that he wants me gone.

"I can't just feel the way that you do about me. I can't magically make feelings pop in my heart."

"It's your ex isn't it?" He asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You don't love me because you still love him."

He wasn't completely wrong. I did still love my ex, but I really do have feelings for Dillon. My ex, Robert, and I were together for more than two years. We just recently broke up five months ago. I'm not over him yet, but he was moved on. Robert even has a new girlfriend. He's 16 and she's 25. Not to mention, she's pregnant.

"Maybe. Maybe that is the reason" I busted out, pretty much yelling at him.

"Then leave. Go back to him."

"If it was that easy, I would have by now."

"You're pathetic."

Im what? Did he really just say that? I'm pathetic because I don't want to be more than just friends.

Fine.

I turned around and grabbed the things that I could see was mine. Most of the things I had from last night was on the night stand by the bed. Before I could turn around I put my hand on my chest. I felt our friendship necklace that we had gotten ten years ago, on vacation. I closed my eyes and yanked it off. After throwing it on the bed, I walked out. Slowly going down stairs, hoping he would come running after me. Not this time.

When I got home I walked in and my dad was sitting in the living room looking at me. I could see the anger in his eyes. His face turning red, fast.

"Don't you know the rules?" he chocked.

"Sorry Dad, won't happen again."

Not looking at him, I threw my phone by him and went upstairs. Rule #1- It's okay to stay at Dillon's or anywhere for that matter, just always let him know. When I got up to my room I toss myself on the unmade bed. Thinking. Worrying. I don't think Dillon will ever forgive me this time. I have done a lot of stupid stuff, but this is different. As tears streamed down my face I closed my eyes, hoping to fall asleep for a few hours.

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"Hello?"

"Mommy."

"Elizabeth. Whats wrong?

Izzy couldn't keep the tears in. She started to cry more.

"Daddy is doing it again." She explained.

"I'm coming darling. Where are you? Are you safe?"

"Yes Mommy. I'm safe."

The other line hung up. Elizabeth carefully took the stuffed animals down, one by one. Not wanted to hurt them. Hugging each and every one. That was now done and the little girl grabbed her bag and packed some clothes and toys. Looking out the window now, she saw her mom pull up. Izzy ran down the stairs and went out the back door. She heard another door slam and jumped with fear. Her dad was walking out of the garage walking towards Izzy.

She ran to her mother not looking bad.

Never look back, never look back. He can't hurt you anymore.

Elizabeth made it to the car and got in. Closing her eyes, her father screamed "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT"...

Her mother drove anyway.

****** Flashback ends.**********