Confessions

Chapter Four

     Cayla arrived about ten minutes after our call. She rushed inside, slamming the door behind her just as the slow drizzle turned into heavy rain.
     "Damn it's cold out there" she exclaimed, finding me on the couch reading. I nodded my head in agreement as I reached for my bookmark.
     "Who drove you? No way you walked in that." I said, nodding towards the window to my left.
     "I drove!" Cayla blurted.
     "Really-but..." Cayla didn't have a license yet.
     "Kimmy came with me, she's been letting me drive whenever we go somewhere since I got my permit!" Kimmy was Cayla's twenty-four year old sister, who watched her every few weeks while her parents trecked to Michigan for the monthly board meeting of there 'rich-person-job'. (Cayla's dad owned and managed a building where they manufactured Samsung's)
"Oh, cool..." I didn't really know what to say. "So-"
"So do you want to go get him and head to my place?" Cayla interrupted. Why did she have to say his name!!!
     "Yeah...sure."
     I grabbed my jacket and snatched up my umbrella. We huddled together and raced to the car. Cayla jumped in the drivers seat and I sat in the back because Kimmy was in the passengers.
     "You like it?" Cayla called back. "It's Kim's new one. A Cadillac 2014. Mom and Dad gave it to her when she got that job. Can you believe it?"
     "Yeah, what I can't believe is that she's letting you drive it." We both laughed and truckloads of tension was lifted from my shoulders, only to be dropped back on moments later when we pulled into his driveway.
     "I'll sit in the back." Kim said, "That way you two can sit up front together."
     "That's okay, I'll sit back there." Cayla said a little too eagerly. I felt pressure to say No, don't be bothered, I'll sit back here. I would have, but there was NO way I was sitting in the back with him.
    "Okay, I'll sit up here, Cayla, you and this guy can sit back there, and Sarah can sit up here with me." Kim said, "You wanna drive?" she asked, turning towards me.
     "I can't, I don't get my permit 'till November."
     "Okay, I'll drive." Kim claimed, unbuckling her seatbelt and exiting the car. She ducked her head in the rain and hurried to the other side of the car. Cayla hopped out to let her sister in, as I switched to the passengers seat. Before I closed the door, Cayla nudged my shoulder and asked
     "Coming?" A few seconds of silence followed, before I noiselessly shook my head. Almost as if she was glad I wasn't coming, Cayla smiled and rushed up the walk to his front door. I may be wrong, but I thought for a second that out of the corner of my vision, I saw Cayla fixing her hair in the reflection in the water now pooling in one of his deck chairs. Although when I looked in her direction a moment later, I saw only Cayla knocking on the chipped, wooden door.