When The Truth Comes Out

Separation

Okay, so yes I know my late uploads are annoying. Every time I give a date, I never have it up then. But I'm going to try and change that. It's just hard to write a chapter under pressure. So to all of my fans I'm sorry. And I'm sorry to all the authors I used scream at (in my head) "how hard is it to write a chapter!"

Frankly; very hard!

Happy reading...

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Chapter 11

Separation

It had been a couple of days since the random call from Landon. Which caught me completely off guard. Especially when he told me the reason, he'd broken up with Mikayla. Oh yes, the famous creature of the night was now single, or at least I hoped. She deserved to be forever alone.

In fact Landon set up a "movie night", his excuse was that Lucas said he could join them (Megan as well) on the couch. He didn't want to "make it awkward", because he was now single and didn't have any plans. I agreed instinctively, it's not like I was being scheduled for work anyways...

Megan had been refusing to talk to me, cutting me out of any conversation I took part in with my mom. Maybe saturday would be good for us.

Dad was away for the week, and well, nothing happened, it was a boring all around to be truthful. Wow there was some irony in that word. 'Truthful' I get the shivers just thinking about its significance.

I took another bite from the plate of strawberries in front if me; setting what I didn't want on a paper towel next to my plate. I sat, watching the television on the counter in the kitchen; until my mother sat down in the chair beside me, rather loudly might I add.

"Ooo you father is an impossible man!" she detested rudely. I met my cocoa eyes with hers and raised an eyebrow. I flicked another strawberry into my mouth, nothing like involuntary teeth whitening.

"Why?" I asked curiously. It was rare for my parents to be mad at one another, they were always in cahoots. They were exactly alike, except my mother was nicer about sharing her opinions.

She made a dramatic huff as the air escaped from her rosy cheeks.

"He's not coming home this weekend! You know where he's going?" She fumed, accidently spitting a little near my straberries.

I moved my plate over to the left a little, away from her angry saliva. Then shook my head; she continued.

"To your brothers! Like he can stay there. He'll have to stay in a hotel, which cost money." I scoffed in my mind, lately that's all this family was doing was blowing money; money I didn't think we had.

Why would he go to Cameron's? What was there to do, I mean he was just in for thanksgiving, he should have just flown him in again. But then I thought, maybe he needed a getaway, ya' know, from all the girls. Which was understandable, I wouldn't want to be stuck with three boys constantly having nothing in common with them. Then again, he's never here anyways, so I guess I'm back to question one. Why?

"Why? Did he tell you?" I ask taking a drink from my glass of water.

She looked at me, clearly annoyed. She shook her head, after having rolled her eyes so far back in her head all I saw was white. Yuck!

"No, would I be complaining if he had?" she huffed. She took her right hand and stressfully rubbed her eyes. Trouble in paradise, maybe... Just maybe. God I hope not though!

'Macey your dad and I are separating'

'oh mom that sucks! Well I'm pregnant!'

Definitely not a superb idea, heck, I don't even know if I'll ever tell them. I could just run away, eventually they would forget about me. I hope. I just had to pray that Megan would keep her mouth shut, I told her in strict sister loyalty, I doubt she would though. We're blood.