Surprisingly. I thought he'd refuse, but who knows why he approved of the idea. I pack my things, and get in the car with Mom. Blast music into my ears to block out her voice.
"Maple, we're here, it'd be preferred if you could take out those earbuds."
I take out my headphones, check my phone. 17 missed calls and multiple texts from Avery.
Maple?
You there?
Call me when you see this.
I'm sorry.
Respond please.
I feel horrible, it's not his fault at all. But what excuse could I come up with that'll calm him down?
Nothing. There's nothing I could say to make Avery feel better. He'd only be more upset if I came up with an excuse.
"Darling? Are you coming in? You'll get cold out there." Totally forgot I was still standing outside. I need to go in and take a shower, I feel gross.
"Yeah, I'm coming. I'm gonna go take a shower." She nods, leads me to the bathroom.
I run the water, slowly fill up the tub. My phone starts ringing again, it's Avery.
Click. I hang up.
I'm not ready to talk to him yet. I know he's angry, know he's totally upset with me. But, oh well, what am I to do now?
I get in the tub, let the warm water embrace me. I'm sleepy, closing my eyes for a bit won't hurt, right?
"Maple? Maple! Are you okay in there? Maple! I'm coming in."
"Oh my god, Maple!"
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Runaway
Teen FictionThe only one I can trust is Avery. Can't trust Mom, scared of Dad, I have no one else. But, then again, can I really trust Avery? Trust him with all the deep dark secrets I've tried so hard to keep hidden? He loves me, but I don't know if I can love...
