The Real Him.

Chapter 4

Chapter Four

"Mom I'm gonna go for a run." I yelled rushing out the door not even waiting for her to answer back. It's not like she was gonna answer anyway. She doesn't care.

Ever since my parents divorced my mom has changed for the worst. My mom, She just worries about herself and the different men she brings home every other night. My mom is beautiful she but she is just to broken to realize that what she is doing is wrong. It's repulsive and disgusting. But she's my mother and even though I want to hate her I can't. Sometimes I'm afraid she'll find the wrong man to fool with and he'll hurt her. I fear for not only her sake but for mine.

For some odd reason I couldn't stop thinking about Derek. Something about him called to me. It wasn't just his looks that made me feel attracted to him. It was a strange feeling that I got around him. A feeling that there was more to him than what could be seen. Way more. I didn't know what but I had to find out. I wasn't at ease knowing that he was wasn't completely the person he lead on to be.

I ran to the park. It had been only 20 minutes that I had been running around the park and I was already out of breath. I really needed to start exercising more often, it is so unhealthy not to exercise. My head was clear of all things at the moment. Just focusing on not tripping on my self. Which I managed to run another 30 min. with out falling. Accomplishment. Making my way out of the park area I was suddenly yanked back by my arm.

"Quite a run you had out there." Before I could even turn around I already knew who it was. Sydney.
I instantly jumped into the arms of my best friend. Although Abby and Jack were also my best friends, Sydney was the one I could tell something intimate to and she'll never tell. Plus she gives great advice. Sydney was average height about 5'7, straight black hair, pale skin (that never seem to get sunburn), green eyes, and was a kind and sweet hearted person. In other word abbys opposite. I was in between. Not a bitch but not super nice.

"Your back! Thank god." I hugged her tighter.

"Okay, you can stop now."

I ignored her.

"Okay enough what's wrong?" She asked giving me a questioning look once I pulled pack. She knew me all to well.

"There's a guy." I spoke loud enough for only us to hear. Not that there was much people around, but still.

She jumped at me excitedly. "Thats great tell me everything about him. This is amazing I'm so happy for you." Amazing? Yeah I don't think so. More like terrible.

"I wish it were amazing, but it's not. I don't know what to do. I shouldn't even " We sat on a bench near by. I told her everything from begining to end. She listened to me carfully not once ignoring me.
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"So you think you like him. But you get a feeling that he is lieing to you about something?" She asked.

"Not just to me but most probably to all of us. And I'm not sure if I like like him."

She gave me a confused look.

"I mean I'm definitely attracted to him but I hardly even know the guy to say that I actually feel something." I reply.

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After several more minutes of explaining everything again to Sydney she finally caught on. (Yeah I said I trusted her more than Jack and Abby with things like this but she just so happens to be kind of slow.) I was free to go.

When I finally got home mom wasn't there. 'What a shocker.' I walked into my bedroom and saw that my bed was neatly made. And my whole room had been cleaned. There were no more papers, and clothes thrown in the floor. She wanted something.

Mom always did this when she wanted something from me. Like when she wanted me to babysit her ex boyfriends kid. That was the worst night of my 16 years of being on this earth. Those kids where pure evil. They ran around the house not giving any fucks. Apparently parents feel that manner aren't necessary anymore. If those would have been my kids I'd done give them a good ass whopping.

What could she possibly want now? There were endless possibilities of what she needed this time. Who knows maybe she'd want me to pretend to be her sister. Ewww! A shiver ran throught my body at the thought of that. Disgusting.

Pushing the thought aside I went to get some leggings, a loose t-shirt, and undergarments. I really needed a shower. I smelled repulsing. A combination of sweat and dirt was all over my body. I turned on the hot water on and let the restroom fill up with steam. I took off my clothes and walked into the welcoming cascade of heaven (hot water).

After cleaning by body and hair the way they deserved, I shut off the shower. I walked into my now clean room where I layed my clothes on my bed. When I finished changing walked down stairs to the kitchen. I was about to open the fridge when someone knocked on the door.

Well that obviously wasn't my mom; she has a key. As I walked towards the door I couldn't help but feel a stinging pain in my heart.

"Jenna?" I instantly regretted opening the door. Sam? What is he doing here.