Once Again

chapter 12

Bentley

Arielle said she had to send a quick text before driving me home. "Ready, I just need your address."

"22 Oakland Dr." I tell her and she quickly types it into her gps before pulling out onto the street.

It was quiet for a minute, then she broke the silence. "So, you and Emory," she starts and I'm not sure if she was wanting me to finish the sentence for her because she kind of just leaves the words hanging there for a moment. Then awkwardly she continues, "are you guys secretly a thing, cause I asked her about it and she denied it but I feel like she's lying and I asked Cody what he thought but he told me I should leave it alone."

I roll my eyes, "sorry but you're still the only one in this car that has a secret relationship."

She laughs, "you know, you're kind of funny."

"I wasn't trying to be," I tell her, I was back to being angry with her. One second she seemed nice and like she cared and then the next second, she made me feel like she had a secret agenda. It was one thing if she wanted to talk to me because she thought I needed someone to talk to, but now i feel like it's just so she can gossip about Emory and I to her friend Cody.

"Aw, it's cute when you try to be mean, but trust me, I'm not going to get my feelings hurt by some fourteen year old. Been there done that, it's honestly not worth my time." Despite her words, I feel like I may have hit a nerve.

"I'm fifteen, and why do you need to know about me and Emory anyways. Is your life that boring that you need to stop and talk to random strangers and then probe them for information just to entertain yourself." I snap and this time she rolls her eyes.

"Your age really doesn't make a difference, because no matter how old you are, it's still childish to lash out at people because they did something to upset you instead of just explaining that they upset you." I cross my arms, all I've done is lash out at people. Did that really make me childish? If it was, Didn't I have a right to be , I was a child after all. She then sighs, "look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to overstep, I just thought that you and Emory would be cute together and Cody was right and I should have just left it alone.  But I didn't stop to talk to you earlier because I wanted something to talk about later. I'm not going to tell anyone what you told me, even if it was very little, and I'll try not to ask you personal questions anymore."

I don't understand how she just so easily admitted to making a mistake and then apologized.  Maybe she wasn't using me for information. Maybe she was genuinely trying to be a nice person. "I'm sorry too, and thank you for giving me a ride."

"No problem," she then pulls up in fornt of my house, "this is it right?"

I nod, "yeah," my hand was on the door handle, but I wasn't sure I was ready to go inside yet.

"You'll be fine, just maybe try to contain your anger a bit, in my experience parents aren't too fond of being yelled at, they prefer to be the ones doing the yelling. A bunch of hypocrites if your ask me." She laughs as she says it and I give her a small smile before finally opening the door. She waits till, I get to the front door and start to go in before driving off. My dad used to tell me that's how you know someone is raised right.

When I walk into the living room, the first thing I see is my mother pacing. "Okay well let me know if you- never mind she's right here, thank you bye."