Did You Miss Me?

Chapter 3

Dinner was dull as you'd expect it to be. I didn't eat much and having mum being all traditional also meant that I couldn't even text Jake to vent out my frustration on how creepy this George guy was.

"Eat your greens, Jj"

I almost flipped the table over. Mum's idea of greens was a few leaves of old floppy lettuce that she found at the bottom of the fridge. There was no way I was eating that.

"She's right you know, you need to put a bit of weight on! Fill out in the bust a little bit."

My head didn't move but my eyes glanced up at George as if to ask if he was seriously now commenting and criticising my boobs. I was quite happy with a C cup, they were proportionate to the rest of my body, but they weren't exactly small either. But for some reason when George looked at me all he could find was faults.

I stood up and just left the room, I wasn't taking any criticism any more. I was actually surprised I didn't get asked to sit back down, all I got was a sigh, and I didn't want to stick around to hear what mum had to say about me having no table manners.

I walked out of the house and sat in my car, and turned the radio on really loud, blocking out all the noises around me and I lay my head on the headrest and closed my eyes. I just wanted to be back at Jake's house, but he was so far away, there was no way I'd be able to drive all that way before getting too tired.

As I felt my phone vibrate I turned the radio down and hit answer with a smile as I saw Jake's picture flash up.

"Pervs getting you down?" I heard the smile in his voice. He was mocking me!

I groaned, I wasn't about to give him a response to that, I was too tired.

"I can book you a room at a hotel? You left your purse here"

My head jolted off the headrest. How on earth could I leave my purse with Jake? What an idiot? How did I think I was going to pay for fuel? I groaned again, getting a chuckle in response on the other end of the line.

"Screw you, Jake. It's a nightmare over here"

There was a silence, but not the awkward kind, the comfortable kind, where it was just nice to know we were there, even if there was no voice to go with it. Sometimes just knowing he was there was enough to make me smile.

"Come back to me" he said after what felt like an eternity of comfortable silence. I wanted to go back to Jake, but that meant borrowing money off of mum to get fuel, and I didn't want to go back in there if I was going to get lectured about leaving the dinner table.

"I'll have to stay here tonight, I'm sorry" I hated saying no to Jake, especially when I was so far away from him and all we both wanted was to be with each other.

I heard him sigh on the other end, but I knew he was smiling.

"I love you, Jessica"

I smiled and screwed my eyes shut, I knew he wanted me to stay with mum and George for the night really, as much as he missed me he was the sort of guy that would want me to make all my relatives happy before I made him happy. Which would be his downfall for some people, but it just made me love him even more.

"I love you too, you buffoon" I giggled and hung up. It was time to face the music.

I turned the radio off and got out of the car, closing the door quietly so mum didn't know I was coming back in.

I walked back into the house and funnily enough George and mum were still up the table eating dessert and there was another plate where I had been sitting of steaming apple crumble.