Friendzoned

Thirty-five: He never calls me.

He never calls me.

***Joseph***

After almost a whole day resting in the infirmary, the nurse dispatched me and I was sent on my merry way.

Reaching home, I unlocked the door and out came my mother, hugging me tight.

"Oh dearie, are you alright? What happened? Who hurt you? What happened?" She continuously questioned as she checked my face and back.

"So are you alright?" She asked again, finally done with her little sport check. Laughing, I kissed her on the cheek and replied, "Yes I'm fine. Don't worry.".

Breathing a sigh of relief at last, my mum accompanies me to the kitchen asking what exactly happened, this time in a calm and collective manner.

"Long story short ma, this jock came running after me and attacked me when he found out about the video." I explained.

"What video?" she queried, curiosity obvious in her sweet tone.

"Uh...before I tell you, promise not to flip out." I requested, hoping deep down that she wouldn't scream and wake my father up from his nap. He always comes home an hour before I come home and takes a nap.

It's become a habit and routine of his.

And of course, he would still be sleeping considering I came home really late today. We did not need to drag him into this conversation.

"So...you see...uh...this video is uh...." I stammered, struggling to find the right words to tell her.

As I stood there stuttering, footsteps could be heard from above, those footsteps soon descending the stairs to join our conversation.

"This video." my father voiced, holding up his phone in front of my mother, showing her the stupid video itself.

"Eek! Joseph Evergreen!" My mother screeched, both me and my father covering our ears.

"Calm down dear, I'm sure our son has a logical explanation to this." My father held my mum back before she pounced on me and relive the moment when Sebastian attacked me.

"Yes, yes I do." I quickly said.

"Listen, let's just say that I was really upset and I went to the janitor's closet to spend some alone time...then in came Madison and we just talked alright? We talked and that's it. Some douchebag filmed me and Madison going in though and added those sound effects." I explained, hoping with all my might that my parents would believe me.

Not that I really had much to worry about, my parents had always believed in me, they were always very supportive about what I wanted as well.

To be honest, I'm quite the pampered one being the only child, but they do discipline me when needed.

That really is wonderful. I'm forever grateful for my parents. Doesn't seem as though Madison is though....

I hope it's all good with her. Maybe I should call her and ask to hang out perhaps, let her know I'm doing okay.

"Are you sure that's all?" My mother asked worriedly.

"Yes, it was all." I replied wholeheartedly.

Smiling, my mother enveloped me in her arms, breathing yet another sigh of relief. Soon, my father joined our little group hug and I was shown yet again their unconditional love for me.

After a while, my father broke the ice and hug and folded his arms sternly. "Now that that's settled, who hurt you in school again?"

Uh-oh.