chapter 10

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Aria

Saturday morning I woke up feeling groggy and my mouth feels very dry, like I'd been sleeping with it open all night. I don't remember falling asleep, I vaguely remember watching cartoons on Emory's laptop. That's when I looked over to see Emory  sitting on my bed, she had her legs crossed under her and she was texting until she noticed me staring. "Good morning, how was your trip?" She has a very cocky smirk on her face as she says this.

I lay my head back down on her pillow. "You're so lame," I groan thinking back to how relaxed I had felt yesterday. I didn't feel guilty, or overwhelmed, not scared or anxious. I just felt happy and relaxed.

"And you're an idiot" she retorts and I sit back up. She has a very serious look on her face now. "Why would you do something so stupid?"

"Stop judging me, it's not a big deal." Why was she acting like she was in charge of me all of a sudden.

"It is a big deal, you took drugs from some random guy, named Marcus, which Bentley said she never heard of by the way, and I honestly don't like that he's giving you drugs." She says sternly.

"Okay first of all, you're making such a big deal out of nothing. It was just one edible, one time. second it's not some random guy, I went out on a date with him two weeks ago, and he's been my desk partner all semester, and third Bentley doesn't know who he is because she stopped talking to me and before that, she spent most of our time together talking about you, how good you smell and how pretty your eyes are and how much she loves you or what ever, and" I stop immediately. During the conversation I had seen her face grow from anger to mild annoyance to now completely frozen. I had just told her that Bentley was very much into her, and I may have exaggerated a bit out of anger. which probably made things worse. I had to fix this somehow, I purposely avoided telling her before that Bentley had a crush on her, because I knew there was no way Bentley would want me sharing that information, plus our promise to each other never to tell anyone about our crushes. Now if she knew I let it slip, we definitely wouldn't go back to being friends again. "I'll promise not to try edibles again if you promise not to tell Bentley I told you that." 

She stares at me for a moment more, before agreeing. "Ye, yeah, okay deal." She seemed so awkward now. It made me wonder if she liked Bentley as well, or maybe something else was going on. It kind of intrigued me as well that I could possibly end any conversation with her by mentioning Bentley and either of their feelings. "Your mom wanted to talk to you by the way."

"She's your mother too you know," I say, I don't know why it has suddenly started to bother me that she refers to them that way. I stand up and start to gather my clothes, definitely needing a shower.

"Biologically she is, but I've known her for like a month." She says standing up as well, the seemingly awkwardness now gone.

I turn to face her, "not saying you have to call her mom, I'm just saying that it's weird when you says "your parents" instead of "our" you know?" I don't wanna make it a big deal, but it feels like a big deal.

"Why is it weird, they are "your" parents, and Anthony and Jessica have no problem with it, why do you?" This was quickly turning into an argument.

"Because it feels like you only see us as temporary!" I shout, realizing it my self as I say it. I then look away from her, "when you say "your" Instead of "our," it makes me feel like you don't see us as your family, just people your staying with at the moment. It feels like your going to leave." Despite how much we don't get along most the time, I don't want her to leave. At first I was mad that our parents made her live here, but I got used to having a sister again, and I can't loose another one.

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