Before She Changed Me

Chapter 38

-Kyle's POV--

I shifted in my seat uncomfterably. Sam laughed at dad and they carried on with there conversation. I glared at him. Sam wasn't even holding anything back. She was turning into daddy's little girl. I don't want her to get hurt. I got up and started for the door.

"Where are you going Kye?" I turned to see Sam and just about everyone else that was there stand up. I sighed.

"I have..homework to do. I need to get home." I said. My dad stood up.

"I'll take you." He said. Before I could even get to speaking he had his grip around my arm and was pulling me out of the resteraunt. He slammed the door behind us and pushed me in front of him.

"What is your problem?" He asked angrily. I looked at him confused.

"I have homework." I managed to say. He shook his head.

"I may look stupid and act stupid but believe me son, Im not." He said. I groaned.

"I don't want to have this conversation right now." I said starting to walk. I was then tugged back.

"What do you want from me? You took my mom, you almost took my life, you have taken my chances of ever having a good one. What more do you want?!?" I asked angrily. He scoffed.

"I didn't mean to do what I did to your mother. I didn't mean to do any of the things I did and I'm now trying to make up for them. Please, all I ask is for another chance. That's all I want." He said looking at me pleadingly. I nodded.

"It's not that easy. Sam might be forgiving but I'm not."  I spat. He smirked.

"Your just like me you know that?That's why we could never get along." He said. I looked at him.

"The reason we didn't get along is because your a bastard that should have stay'd in jail the rest of his pittiful life." I said angrily. My fists clentched. He chuckled.

"No.. and you know that I'm right." He said. I shook my head.

"Just stop." I said angrily. He nodded.

"Come on I'll take you home." He said. I nodded and walked towards the car. The officer sat in the front seat playing a...gameboy. I shook my head. This is sad. I thought. I jumped into the back. Dada started up the car and we were off. I kept my head against the window. I hated him. He blamed me for everything and my thoughts were never going to change. I thought. I watched as we passed tree's,stores,signs of all colors,and one thing caught my eye. There were people walking on the side of the road. Bags on there backs. Kids that were no older then me. They had a sign that said:

Money needed..

I watched as we passed them. I thought. I could have been in that group. I could have been without money,a home,food,or Sam. It scared me how now I was getting it. He did care. He didn't know about Janet. But he did want me to have some where's to stay. I gulped. I hated that i was being proven wrong but...once I thought about it. I got what was going through his head. I looked up at our house.

"Thanks." I said. He nodded. I opened the door and closed and ran into the house. I stood in front of the door once i got in. I looked down and then saw Jonah sitting on the bottom step of the stairs. I cocked an eyebrow.

"What the?" I asked. He looked up at me. He gulped.

"We're gonna break up aren't we..." He said sadly. I cocked an eyebrow.

"We're not dating dude." I said. He shook his head.

"you know what I mean." He said angrily. I nodded. I sat beside him.

"Why do you think you two are gonna break up?" I asked. He sighed.

"Just...We aren't as close as we used to be. We don't talk as much and we aren't so we'd push things aside to be together." He said sadly. I shook my head.

"You guys were together all day not to long ago." I said. He shook his head.

"I was with my friends and I brought her along. She hung out with Taylor more then she did me." He said looking at me. I shrugged.

"You can't expect to be in the honeymoon phase the whole time. You guys have to see eachother as friends and as that. You can't just expect it to only be all gushy gushy mushy mushy. It doesn't work that way." I said. He looked at me surprised.

"I never really thought of it that way. It's just that it's losing the...spark I guess it's like she doesn't see me like she used to." I groaned.

"Stop just stop. You know she loves you very much now just breath and you can chill with me for the day." He nodded. I pulled him up the stairs to my room. I opened the door and plopped on my bed. Jonah sighed and shut the door. The boy was so..self concious? I think that was the best way to explain it. I think. I didn't know what to do to make this better. Im not a therapist and I don't understand how I could be. Jonah was like my brother but Sam was my sister. I would do anything for her. But if one hurts the other...what would I do?...