Secrets And Lies

Chapter 1: Coming Home

Hello fellow Wattpadders, this is my first story for Wattpad. Any comments and suggestions are welcome! I tend to type faster than my brain can react, so typos are common. I'm going to tell you right now that some parts of this book are cliche, but if you can hang in there and give it a chance, you might like  what you read.  The first few chapters aren't too complex. There are meant to introduce characters and setting. Please read, comment and vote! Thanks.

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HeatherAustin77

       I sat in my mom's BMW, watching the airport pass by. I had that hallow feeling in my stomach, one that is always present when you have that fear of everything going wrong. I didn't want to be here, I didn't want to be in this car, in this state in this country and definitely not with my mother sitting beside me at the wheel. I had done a pretty good job of ignoring my mother's idle chitchat since I met her in front of the arrival gate, that in its self was hard. I had no idea how I was going to navigate being back.

       She was droning on about the latest gossip  of our small town of Wood Port. I silently looked out the window and threw the hood of my sweatshirt over my head hoping it would signal her to leave me alone. I glanced in the side mirror at myself. I rolled my eyes at the image and tucked the rest of my my auburn hair in my hoodie. Anything to conceal the fact I shared something in common with the woman next to me.  I didn't enjoy how people would always compare our looks. We looked too much alike for my liking. I know that sounds harsh, but my mother, Mrs. Lynn Fitzpatrick was a superficial bitch. She was your typical holier than though woman. It didn't help that she was on the city council and that  meant everyone knew her. She was way to concerned with what everyone in our town thought of our family.

       "Ryan, If I'm going to be stuck in the car with you for the next hour, you need to drop the attitude and the silent treatment." My mother sternly, yet calmly said, interrupting my thoughts. 

        Her voice always made my stomach pitch. She had a voice that made you feel like you were caught flipping off the pope. It was always calm, yet damning. Screw 'resting bitch face' she had  'resting bitch tone'.  Shaking off the reaction turning in my guts, I faced her and gave her my best glare.

       "Well you could always turn around and take me back to the airport if you'd like. Even though you're the one who insisted I be here." My suggestion did little to pursued her.  Well, it was worth a shot.

       "Ryan it was time you came home. We all missed you..." She started before I rudely interrupted. 

       "I'm sure Dad, and Quade missed me. You sent me away in the first place. And just when I started to really like it, you rip me from that? I can't help but think that you did it for your own selfish reasons..." I crossed my arms and tried to steady my breathing. Who did she think she was fooling? I'm almost certain she hates me. I had the sudden urge to jump out of the moving car. Anything was better than listening to this.

        " How can you say that? You know I... miss you.." she stated.

        She wouldn't be able to convince me that she really wanted me here. Maybe she was trying to convince herself. I had to calm down. I closed my eyes and let out a breath before I answered. No one ever  won an argument with her. Getting upset would do nothing.

       "It's just funny timing. Not even two days after Quade called me and told me that influential people around town started asking questions about me not coming back for summer break after being gone over a year, you call me and tell me that I'm coming home. I can't help to feel that you wanted to save face. Just like you did when you sent me to Ireland in the first place."  I could feel the tears welling up behind my eyes, the inevitable flush burning my cheeks.