When they meet at a small town bar, everything changes. Lonely and depressed 19y/o boy, Wyatt Langston, has the heavy burden of his family farm resting on only his shoulders. Misunderstood 18y/o girl, Hattie Branson, hides her fear for her future fr...
I can see the pain in Wyatt's eyes, and the glossy red eyes he has from holding back tears. But still, he acts as if he needs to make it up to me. Well, he does for letting it happen but Jessie had it poorly timed and I saw the whole thing. I saw her look at me, smile, and then kiss him. But I'm sure she wasn't expecting him to push her and yell at her. I don't regret not letting Wyatt into the bathroom, but I do regret not kicking the shit out of Jessie. I just can't bear the thought of that skank's lips being on my boyfriend. I take note that she is gone, but hey, what do I care, right? I awkwardly sit shotgun and stare at my name that Wyatt had stuck to the glove box to in his words "mark your territory". I just don't know how to feel. I'm mad. Mad at my parents, mad at my situation, and mostly mad at Wyatt, even though I know I shouldn't be. A good 20 minutes go by of my racing mind with another good 40 minutes of awkwardness to go when Wyatt pulls into a gas station to fill up the truck. He gets out to pump it. "Hey Hattie?" Jake says softly, "Yeah?" "I really hope you know that he cares about you." "I know he does" I say softly, "Do you know about Mindy?" He asks, "Yeah, his ex?" "You know why they broke up?" He asks, I shake my head no. Wyatt's never mentioned it. "Mindy cheated on him with his entire Hockey team and then some. All because he wasn't ready. She just couldn't get enough. Then rumours started to circulate and he denied every one of them and defended her honour. He had a rude awakening when he went looking for her at the Prom after party and found her with four or five of them. He had been on a downward spiral until he met you. First losing Mindy, then his dad's diagnosis, and then not being able to go to school." "I had no idea. With how trusting he is I wouldn't have guessed". Wyatt closes the gas cap, and climbs into the truck. We started back on the road in silence once again. Wyatt breaks the silence with a question that I've been doing my best to not think about. "So where am I taking you Hatt? Do you want to go home, with Margaret and everything going on there? Or my place?" "Uhhh I sure as hell can't go home, so is your's okay?" "Yeah of course. If you still need space I could sleep in the living room, whatever you need." "Umm so Jessie, where did she run off to?" I ask changing the subject on one that could possibly be worse, "Ran off with some old guy" Jake remarks, "Why am I not surprised?" I scoff, and glance over at Wyatt who's knuckles are turning white. I can't comfort him, and tell him that it's not his fault. But that's all I want to do. I think we both need time to think about this. He needs to come to terms with his Mindy issues and I need to re-evaluate my friendships, and my family to see how to move on. I wish I never asked to go to the bar in the first place. We finally dropped off Jake, and got back to Wyatt's house. Wyatt ends up sleeping on the floor, giving me space I guess. I can't sleep. I liked him holding me in his arms. It's cold without him. I reach over to the night stand and power my phone back on. Dozens of notifications pop up on my phone, ranging from Margret calling me a brat, Will apologising, mom pleading with me to come home, and dad and James talking about how Margret actions were not supported by them and they would love to have Wyatt and I over again. I began to feel somewhat giddy, my side is finally being taken for once. I log onto snap and see a few snaps from Jessie, curious I opened them. "I'm so so sorry!" and "I hope we are still cool!" the snaps read, I chuckled, and opened the next one. "I can't believe he came onto me!" At that point, I saw red. I know for a fact that this bitch is lying. And after all of that she is still pulling stuff like this? Wyatt and his family are going through enough without my family drama, I don't want to be a burden on them. I shoot a text over to James,
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I write a little note for Wyatt before I leave. "Wyatt, I got a ride back home with James. I need to sort myself out, you and your family dont need my drama, I'm just asking for a little bit of space. I love you, Hattie." I fold up the note and put it in his hand.
