Unconditional Confusion

2 | Thoughts That Just Don't Quit

Sorry everyone! It took me some time to write because I have been really lazy lately. But here's a new chapter! Hope you all enjoy it!

Point of View: Gabriella Carson

I walked towards my house quietly (my street actually) but the thoughts in my head kept pouring through. Asshole. Jerk. The nerve of that guy to get all mad at me when in reality it was his fault. Isn't he supposed to be a gentleman and help people out who are in trouble? Prick. 

I just couldn't believe the events that had recently unfolded. The man was hot as hell, but definitely not someone I could ever see myself with. Too insensitive and rude. I jiggled the keys on my front door lock and opened it. 

"Mom, I'm home!" I said, closing the door behind me. In case you are wondering, yes, I still live with my parents even though I am 20 years old. Shocking, isn't it?

I thought of getting my own place before, but I could just not fathom leaving my parents or my mom's cooking. It would be cool to have my own parties and what not but I'd have to pay for bills and all of those exciting expenses which I was not ready for. Mostly because I didn't have a job. My parents refused to let me work while still in school.

Actually, it was mostly my older brother who refused, but I listened to him because he always knew what was in my best interest (more than I would ever know). He, of course, didn't live with us. He had his own house in the suburbs 30 minutes from here with his wife. 

"Hello, honey! How was your day today?" my mom asked as she came towards me and gave me a hug. "It was good for the most part," I said. "For the most part?" my mother said raising her perfect eyebrows. "Yeah, just met this rude guy but whatever. Stuff happens," I said brushing off the subject. My mom was usually not into my business, except when it involved males that were not my relatives and shopping. 

"Okay then," she said, not clinging on the subject too much. I glanced at the clock. It was only 4 pm. We usually had dinner when dad came back from work at 7, so that meant 3 hours without a proper meal. 

"Thinking about food huh?" my mom asked while walking into the kitchen. "Yup," I said, following her. 

"Lucky for you, I actually went to Walgreens and bought some snacks, along with the milk I needed. You're always hungry. Be careful though, cause I see some of that chocolate poking out through that shirt you got on," she said teasingly. 

Instinctively, I sucked in my stomach and I felt heat rise to my cheeks. "Mom!" I said. She started laughing. "I'm sorry honey, I just wanted to tell you that. It's okay , it's not too much. You can probably burn it off in a month if you exercise," she said.

"Anyways, the stuff is in the pantry if you want it," she said casually as she went into the bathroom. 

You see, my mom is usually pretty chill and sometimes she can irritate me. Most times, however, if I just do my chores and converse with her from time to time, she'll be alright. She does throw in some comments about my health here and there but never quite insulting. She loves me and wants to help me before I end up biting off more than I can burn.

I went to the pantry and took out a pack of M&M's. Mom knew I loved them a lot. I went upstairs to my room and opened my laptop and went to my Gmail. 

I decided I needed to talk to Maley about this guy. He was really getting all over my conscious and with finals in a week, I couldn't risk getting distracted.

I'm an A+ student and at the top of my class. Yeah, people called me "nerd" in high school, but in college, they don't do anything but envy you. I always wanted to show people that you didn't need good looks to survive in this world. All you really needed was a brain and I had that. 

"Skype me when you're on won't you? And while you're at it, reply to the last email I sent you about the closet. I've been thinking about re-decorating mine so I'm open to suggestions." Send. 

Now the most annoying part. Waiting. I was never a patient person growing up and my brother has told me that numerous times. I'd always fight with him and scream and cry. My parents would never let us be alone in the same room for more than 20 minutes when we were younger because they thought we'd rip each other's heads off.

As I grew older, my temper cooled down and my patience grew thicker, but I still had the little fiery spirit in me (might be because I'm an Aries but also because my brother triggered some rage hormones inside me). My brother moved away so I really only got mad at Maley when she didn't respond to my texts or emails. Not for long though. 

I checked my email and saw Maley's message. "I think you should add a cute rug to your closet and invest in a nice, white wooden cabinet  from IKEA to store your panties, bras, socks, and loungewear in. Also, try buying some new clothes because Forever 21 is having a spring sale! 20% off in store and online. As for the Skype, reply to me already!" 

I opened up my applications and opened Skype. Sure enough, Maley left a dozen messages saying hi.

So for the next 3 hours, Maley and I were facetiming, skyping and checking out clothes on Forever 21. I told her about the rude hot guy who she decided we'd name Marcus, and she told me to not get carried away. 

"If he's as hot as you say he is, he's out of your league baby" Maley said over the phone. 

"Yeah, yeah I know. But he was such an ass!" I said

"Well, he probably was a bad boy. You know, the ones who have sex, fuck around, and do all the shit their parents tell them not to do until eventually they move out and their parents don't give two fucks about them" Maley said.

I laughed and said, "Yeah probably"

"Just don't think about it too much, too much. Or you're gonna be lying on the cold hard ground" she jokingly said. 

"I should have known he was trouble" I said

We both started laughing really hard even though the joke wasn't so funny but seeing Maley laugh made me laugh even harder. 

"Honey come down, dinner's ready!" I heard my mom call.  

"Well, Maley I gotta go. Talk to you later! Bye" I said

"Bye" Maley said and the call was ended. I closed my laptop screen and went downstairs. 

"Hello Gabriella!" my father said. I hugged him and sat down to eat. Dinner went by normally with conversation and I didn't bring up the guy at all. I washed the dishes hugged my parents goodnight and went to my room and turned off the lights. I closed the door and opened up my phone. 

No new texts, messages or followers on Twitter. I checked my Instagram for about 10 minutes before shutting off my phone and sinking into my pillow. I remember thinking about how Marcus would look shirtless before I fell asleep.