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My head was rushing, I'd never thought I would get this angry over a boy, it was almost laughable.
I knew I had to let it go, but I couldn't.
I mean, was I repulsive or something? I can understand if he was a bit nervous to tell me, but denying it ever even happened pisses me off. What if I walked away, completely unaware I'd just lost my first kiss?
But that was the least of my problems. My mother was downstairs, waiting.
"Be home by 11:15 sharp."
Yet I didn't even arrive home.
I nervously advanced down each step, slowly as if that would alleviate the outcome somehow.
Would I say I made a mistake, thought I slept over at Inos? But no, only a drunk person would make that mistake
I have to take the blame, there's no other option. Is what I thought as I reached the last step.
All I could do was meet Naruto's eyes, a pitiful expression before leaving. The car ride was silent—with my mother, silence wasn't a good sign. She slammed the car door when we arrived,
"Go to your room." She says, turning to face me. "Hand me your phone" Her voice was flat, unreadable.
Already expecting it, I fished out my phone from my bag and drop it on my mom's hand, not even bothering to look up at her expression.
She didn't even let me speak
"you aren't getting this back for a month ." She says as she walks away.
I swallowed. "what about for sch-"
"1 month." She repeated
I stood for a moment in disbelief, then decided to pass the time with useless activities like an hour nap, finishing homework, drawing in my diary, and folded some random laundry.
Immersed in my book, I suddenly heard shuffling outside of the house. As bored as I was, I perked up and went over to my window to check it out. Peeking out, I didn't see anything except the darkening view, the low hum of the streetlights flickering, maybe I imagined it.
I returned to my bed and buried myself in my sheets, thinking "Maybe I could get all my sleep in now, sneak downstairs to the TV while my mom's asleep."
Slowly, my thoughts dissipated as I gave into rest.
CLANK. CLANK. CLANK.
I jolt up from my sleep and quickly glanced at the time:
