Don't Talk To Daddy

Chapter Eighteen

"Alright, so I'll have her back tomorrow morning," Aaron's voice was clearer then usual.

He turned around to leave with Harmony but I stopped him. "Actually, Aaron, can You keep her until Monday, when my parents get back? You, know, until I get everything cleared up," I referred to the current situation with Jake.

"Yeah, that's fine. I understand," he answered and then walked off to his car with his daughter. I managed to make my way, crutches and all, back inside and into the kitchen. I heard Aaron's car leave, yet I heard another one pull up.

The doorbell rang. I didn't care who it was, I was too lazy to get up and answer the door, so I just called out, "Door's open!" I heard the door open and someone walk in. They came around the corner into the kitchen, an it was exactly who had expected it to be. It was Jake.

"Yes?" I asked, annoyed by his presence.

"I told you if you didn't answer that I'd come over here," he said, walking over the the table, immediately noticing the bottle across from me, he probably also noticed it was unopened.

"Well if you want to know why I didn't call you back its cause my phone is over there," I said, pointing to the shattered remains of my phone.

"Why'd you do that?" he asked. 

 "Cause all my missed calls were from you," I said bitterly. 

 He rolled his eyes, "Can you at least tell me what I did wrong?" That got me. After all this he still just wouldn't admit to it? He was still playing dumb.

"Wow. You are really fucking stupid. Diana told me, so you know. She admitted to it, so stop denying that you know what I'm talking about," I said.

He walked closer to the table, "Me and Diana?" He thought for a moment, "Trin, do you think I cheated on you?" he nearly laughed at me.

"Jake I know you cheated on me!" I yelled, wishing to stand, but I couldn't because of my ankle. Instead, I sat up as straight as I could.

"Well, I didn't!" he defended himself, "I would never ever do that!"

"You fucking liar!" I shouted, "Diana told me, so stop trying to deny it!"

"I don't even like Diana." he said at a normal tone. Well, Jake apparently still couldn't yell at me.

"That's not what Diana told me! At least she had the decency to apologize!"

"Fine, I'm sorry, even though I did absolutely nothing." Jake said, still not raising the volume of his voice.

Yelling wasn't working, and I was starting to break down. I slumped from my erect posture and nearly started bawling my eyes out. My emotions were just everywhere that day, weren't they? "Jake, please stop denying it. Don't make this any harder on me. Just admit it. You really hurt me Jake. After my parents and everything, you're the last person I would expect this from. Just please, admit to it, and end it now. Go be with Diana, cause I don't fucking care!"

"Trinity, I didn't ---- I wouldn't," he struggled with his words. He came over and placed his hand on my shoulder.

I quickly slapped it away and screamed loud enough for even my neighbors to hear me, "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" He quickly backed away, a hurt expression on his face. I just glared at him with my frigid eyes. "Now just get out of here. Don't come back." I said coldly, and then turned away from him. He quickly turned and left, leaving me alone with just me and my table. Out of frustration, I turned, reached over for the bottle. It shattered against the wall, coming down with a loud clash and a spray of red-purple coloring. The spray landed all over the white carpet. Great, now I'd have to explain that to dad too, along with my phone.

Later that night, I felt more alone than ever. No Mom. No Dad. No Harmony. No Jake. No one.

No one...

No one at all...