Coming To Terms

Chapter 5

The next morning, I woke up feeling sore. I walked into the bathroom, looking over my arms and legs. I had some bruising around my knees, and soreness in the palms of my hands. I rubbed my hands in my face, deciding to just take a long hot shower. As I enjoyed the water running down my back, I couldn't help but think about last night. Andrew really thought I was older? I tried to understand, maybe it was because of how I dressed? No, couldn't be. If I dressed girly I could maybe get it. My hair? No, not that either. Finally, I walked out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my body. I cleaned the fog off the mirror, giving myself a good look. I was normal height, so what is it? Then I squinted my eyes, and then it clicked. My boobs and ass. I groaned at myself in the mirror, and just started to get dressed for the day. Dad didn't really say what the agenda was for today, so I assumed we would just hang around the cabin for the day. I threw on a pair of jean shorts, and a loose fitted T-shirt. I sat at the mirror where the dresser was, tilting my head and then turning to the side. I literally didn't see anything appealing at all about myself. I left somewhat wet hair down to air dry, then headed downstairs. Dad was in the kitchen by the stove, cooking what smelled to me like eggs. "Hey kiddo, you sleep well?" He asked, as I walked in the kitchen area. "Yeah, did you?" I asked him. When Andrew dropped me off last night, Dad had just gotten back to the cabin. I was preparing for him to walk up to Andrew's truck and talk to him, but he just stayed inside. "So, you and Andrew hung out...how did that go?" He asked, looking over at me with his eyebrows raised. "Dad, you realize that Andrew is older than me right?" I asked, grabbing a bottle of juice out of the fridge. "Yeah, not that much older though" He said shrugging his shoulders. "And you need to clarify about me graduating HIGH school too" I said, walking over to his side and peering over the pan of scrabbled eggs. "Kiddo, I know. And it must have slipped I'm sorry. But still though, you know how to handle yourself" He exclaimed, waving his finger towards me as I grabbed a plate for me and him. "I just don't see how you can't tell by looking at him that he's like mid 20's" I said, handing him a plate and then grabbing a scoop full of eggs. "You realize your mom was younger than me when we got together right?" He asked, as I walked away and sat at the table. "Yeah, 4 year difference. Mine and Andrew's is a bit bigger than that" I said, taking a bite of my food. "Okay, I can kinda see your concern. I get it. But like I said, you're a tough person. And I don't have to worry too much on him making a bad move on you. You know how to hold your ground" He walked over to the table, sitting right across from me. "Well, don't get your hopes up. That's all I'll say for now" I murmured, as I looked out the window and noticed the clouds outside. I looked like it was going to rain soon. As we finished up eating, Dad sat his cup of coffee down then looked at me with a serious look. "I'll say one last thing, then I'll drop it. Just be careful in case...you know, things get a little-" "Dad! Ew, can we not talk about that?" I blurted out, standing up and walking to the kitchen. "Okay fine, I have trust in you. Just be smart, that's all" He exclaimed, raising his hand up in defense. I rolled my eyes, setting my dishes in the sink. The fact that he would even think I'd do that with Andrew is just...ew. Not saying Andrew is ew at all, just sex that soon? No way. Maybe back in the day that was more common, but definitely not now. Dad had probably thought all these years that I had already done that but lone and behold I haven't. A hint should have been where I obviously hardly dated anyone. "So what are you planning for today?" I asked. "Oh well, it's gonna rain but I was hoping to go fishing for a bit. That's the best time to go" He said, checking his phone. "Gonna catch something for us to eat?" I asked, knowing the answer. "If I can get a big enough fish then yes, we will" He got up from the table, coming into the kitchen. I walked back upstairs to my room, going to the bathroom to pull my hair up when I heard my phone vibrating. I grabbed it off my nightstand, noticing I had a missed call from a random number. Then a message popped up.
*Its Andrew*
I huffed, messaging him back to see what he wanted. Then he started to call me.
"I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong number" I mocked when I answered. "That's funny, cuz I'm pretty sure I do considering I got your number from your Dad" He answered back. I rolled my eyes, walking into the bathroom with the phone to my ear. "Didn't have the balls to ask me last night before you dropped me off?" I added. "I do, thank you very much. It's just, I had a lot going on in my mind after last night" i knew what he was referring to, which made me feel shitty teasing him. "Speaking of which, what was that about?" I asked him. There was a moment of silence, then he sighed. "I can't talk about it, and especially since I don't want you involved" He answered. "Well I got tossed over the shoulder and everything last night by a random asshole so I mean, just give me a little run down" "Joey, it's not something easy to talk about. It's just business, that's all" I heard him start to get tensed up in his voice. "Okay, fine. Well, why did you want to talk to me then?" I heard him laugh a little then sighed. "You care if I come by later?" I felt a jolt in my heart, making me silent for a second. "I guess? You and your Dad coming to see MY Dad?" I asked. "I mean, I can maybe bring him along. Him and your Dad get along really well. Your Dad is a cool dude" Of course he would say that... "I suppose that would be fine..." I said drifting off back into my room. "Okay, good. I'll finish up what I'm doing here then, head back and we'll probably be over that way" I stopped, looking down at my phone at the time then started to feel nervous. "Okay, see ya" I blurted out then nervously hanging up. I sat just looking at my phone, then tossed it back on my bed. Why was I being so weird now? And...nervous? Andrew literally is just a guy, he can't be THAT interested in me. I tossed myself back onto my bed, just staring up at the ceiling. I was screwed.