Rebel Wrong

Chapter Two: Leaving the Love Behind

Chapter Two: Leaving the Love Behind

The last week of school before Christmas break went by quickly for Cade. She didn't really talk to anyone and instead focused on studying for her finals. She had been letting her grades slide over the last couple of months. They had seemed the least important on her list of things to do, after picking up more hours at work and spending more nights watching over her mother. 

She hadn't seen or spoken to her mother in over a week. The first thirty days of her recovery were to be spent locked away from everyone from her past, even her teenage daughter that she still technically had custody over.

Honestly, she couldn't care less if she ever spoke to her mother again. It was a welcome relief to not have to worry about where her mother was or even if she were still alive. She could actually be a teenager again, without any responsibilities.

"You need to look at this from a different perspective," Trevor Marsh, her best friend since kindergarten, told her as he watched her pack up her things. 

She had been procrastinating the whole moving process, hoping to convince her brother to let her stay with him. That was a no-go. It turns out that Axel was going to move to New York after the first of the year, with a little financial support from their father, of course.

"And what perspective is that?" she inquired, even though she already knew the answer. Trevor was like her other half; she knew everything about him.

"Imagine all the babes in bikinis!" he exclaimed, sitting up on her bed. 

"Of course," she groaned, rolling her eyes. 

"Cade, if you love me, you will take candid pictures of women at the beach and send them to me." He gave her a puppy dog pout and even added the whining for emphasis.

"Well, it's a good thing I don't love you then," she told him, giving him a serious look.

"This is the reason why you have no friends," he said, glaring at her.

"I'm pretty sure that you're the reason I have no friends. People still talk about you head banging to Metallica at Homecoming our freshman year," she frowned at him.

"Ah, that means I'm legendary," he pointed out. "You're lucky to be my friend."

"Yeah, lucky," she snorted. 

She finished packing a little while later. Trevor was taking a nap on the couch in the living room. He said it tired him out to watch her do all that work. He was a pain in the ass, but he was her pain in the ass.

She worried about him being all alone. Even though he acted like a cocky jackass when he was around her, he was normally shy and quiet in public. He almost passed out when Julie Johnson asked him if she could borrow a pencil, and she was average looking. 

A couple of hours later and they were on their way to the airport. Trevor was giving her a ride. She hadn't even bothered to ask her brother. She was pretty sure that he didn't even know that she was leaving today, even though she had told him at least a dozen times over the past few days.

"But seriously though, one bikini beach picture," Trevor said, for the fifth time that day. 

"I said, maybe!" Cade let out an annoyed breath. It was like dealing with a child.

"And I don't want any of those old ladies in bikinis. I want young, hot girls," he clarified.

"I am not your porn supplier," she said, rolling her eyes. 

"Hey, you ruined my one chance at life long happiness. You owe me this." He turned to glare at her as turned into the parking lot of the airport.