Love Can Be Hard

Chapter 3

     My feet are dangling off the stool that I'm sitting on. Logan's shaking his leg like usual and mom is humming to a song that I can't recognize.
     "Morning mom," I say. My mom looks at me and stirs whatever she is making in the bowl. It looks like pancake batter.
     "Morning," she mumbles under her breath. She starts to stir faster an I can already tell that I already have pissed her off. I run my hands over the counter and she takes the bowl to the pan and starts pouring little spots of the batter everywhere. So she is making pancakes.
     "Logan? Can you get some plates?" My mom ask my brother. He looks at her and rolls his eyes and grabs three plates.
     "Is there anything I can help with mom?" I say quietly. She clamps her mouth shut.
      "Yeah can you get the forks Shay?" Logan ask me with a smile on his face. His smile is tight and shows the pity he is giving me. I don't want his pity. I don't care that he is moms favorite because dad was with me when he died. I don't care about any of that. It happened years ago and yes I know it still hurts but I didn't do anything. I tried to save him.
     "Yeah I'll get the forks," I move to the drawer with the forks, spoons, and butter knives. I reach my hand to open it but my mothers had gets there first.
     "I don't need your help," she snaps. When she grabs three forks she slams the drawer shut but her fingers didn't move fast enough so they got slammed too. She calls and drops the forks.
     "Mom!" I run to her to see if he is alright but she shoves me away with her non injured hand.
     "I don't need your damn help Shay!" She screams then stands straight and pulls her hand back to slap me. I flinch and Logan is grabbing my mother hand and turning her around. He is calming her down and I just stand there and stare. She was going to hit me. She was really going to hit me.
     "Shay-," Logan was speaking to me but I already had my house keys and was walking out the door. I'm moving down the stairs an I make it to the sidewalk in a matter of seconds. I turn left an before I even know where I'm headed I'm already there. I turn in Hayden's driveway and see that he is opening the door to his car. I start running towards him and he sees me. He smiles an opens his arms. I walk into his hug and he squeezes me slightly.
     "Hi," Hayden says. He smells like gasoline and mint. Most people would hate this combination but I love it.
     "Hey," I smile and Hayden smiles back. His arm trails down my back and rest in my hip. Hayden has long, shaggy, jet black hair. It's not dyed, in fact it's all natural. He is tall, 6'3 actually. His body is covered in long, lean muscles. Nothing bulky but nothing saggy either. Still big but not to big. They're just right.
     "You wanna get some donuts? I was just headed out to get some but then you came so you wanna come or not?" He ask.
     "Of course," I smile and then walk around to the passenger side. He follows me so I stop and look at him but he gets the door for me. I step in the car and he shuts the door behind me. He jumps in the drivers seat and starts the car. We back up and start towards the donut shop. We arrive at the donut shop and we both hop out and walk side by side into the café.
     Hayden opens the door for me and I walk in first. We find a table to sit at and we sit across from eachother.
     "What do you want to eat today?" He asks.
     "I just want my regular glazed,"
     "Glazed are your favorite," he looks down and I can see the smile that forms on his lips.
     "What are you kids going to be having today?" An older waitress asks us. She's chewing her gum loudly and I can hear her tongue sloshing it aroud. I tense up and Hayden laughs under his breath. He knows I hate when people smack their gum.
     "I would like two chocolate sprinkle donuts and she would like two glazed donuts. Oh, and can I have two French vanilla coffees with the donuts?" He orders and she nods her head. Her fingers scratchy write down our order and then she moves away from our table. Not even a few minutes later she returns with our coffees and donuts.