I'm worried what's to come when my parents realized i've skipped out on church. Maybe they'd understand my outburst, I was just trying to do as they've been telling me. Keep away from Jack Gilinsky. It was pretty difficult when he says he loves you, but then also says other things about you. He was becoming a headache and until i had the proper fix for him, it's best we didn't clash anymore.
I sleep in per usual, catching up on any i wasn't getting already. I found myself sleeping the days off a lot of more often, if i'm not awake to experience the day then nothing can come out of it.
And i was grounded so who's can really blame me spending my youth inside.
The front alarm sets off a quick chirp meaning my parents were home, and i've just woken from a "nap" at 3:30. I rush to make myself seem presentable since I can here the clatter of footsteps rush to my door. I wonder what their plan was now that i have given them beyond many reason to exile me to wherever, georgia doesn't seem far enough anymore.
I open my door before they can knock. My mom greets me on the other side without the overbearing company of my dad alongside her. She stares at me awaiting some sort of series of reactions but I do what i do best, and immediately apologize to her.
"I'm so sorry," I tell her, "I was there I swear, but Jack showed up..."
"At the church?" She questions just as confused as i seemed.
I nod my head, "It felt like too much mom. I couldn't sit still in there, even if God made me."
Her shoulders fall as she shrugs it off, "Well service wasn't that exciting anyways. Your father practically wants to live there, so i left early."
I follow her to the kitchen because I can tell she wanted to talk. She usually never speaks to me about anything involving my father, it must gotten bad. The things I've said must've made it this bad.
"I'm sorry I lashed out at dinner." I tell her immediately to catch any fallout, "I was going to say something about the entire intern thing but not like that."
She sighs, "There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed."
"Luke 12:2." I finish for her, we both smile at each other, "Was the private talk this morning bad?"
"That's for another time," She tells me, "That's not why I wanted to speak to you though."
I stare over to her ready to accept whatever punishments she's laid out for me, even though she wasn't the type. Never see gilinsky, go live with Grandma in rural georgia, whatever made the drama in my life disappear i wanted to flock to it.
"Listen, if this is about the night i got detained..."
My mom shakes his head, "Officer Myers explained a great deal of it, but that's not why."
"Is it about what everyone is saying about me again?" I quietly ask.
Her shoulder fall as she stares out to me, "Charlotte, Sammy told us something happened with a boy at your school."
"Sammy told you?" I now realize what kind of talk this was, "When did you have time to speak with Sam?"
"He called me," She confesses, "He was worried about you, and even though so much has happened between the two of you, I had no reason to not believe him."
My chest tightens as I look over to her trying to find a way to get out of this uncomfortable conversation. Never would I think Sammy would be the one to sell me out to my parents, I don't care how bad he thought he was helping me.
