A Different Kind of Me - cm punk

Chapter 2: Awkward Silence

Chapter 2: Awkward Silence

"I need another soda." Taylor said getting up and leaving the booth. As soon as she was gone my sister took her place opposite me. "Holy crap! You like her!" I scoffed at her, "Pssht. No I don't like Taylor." My sister smirked at me, "Sure Phillip Jack Brooks, you don't like her." I searched the counter for Taylor; she had just collected her soda and was pushing through the crowd, heading back to us. I sighed and ran my hand over my face.

"Fine, I like her okay?" I said leaning closer to my sister, "and don't you play matchmaker and go telling her." I leaned back in my seat. "But-" my sister said as Taylor reached the table. "Shut up Kris." I cut her off. Taylor looked at us with a confused look on her face, "Am I interrupting something?" We both shook our heads. She nodded her head and motioned for me to go down so she could sit. I did and she got in the booth next to m, her hair brushing against my elbows. I felt shivers run up my spine as I rubbed my hand over my elbow. What was going on with me? She must have sensed my discomfort because she gathered her hair up in a bun at the top of her head. Taylor got up, I'm gonna be back in like an hour." Then she was off. My sister and I sat and talked, catching up on each other's life until Taylor returned. When she came back her hair was still in a bun. "Did ya get it cut?" my sister asked somewhat overly excited. "Yeah I did. Whatdaya think?" she said freeing her hair from the rubber band and shaking her head to let her hair fall free. She had cut like four and a half inches off her hair and she still looked amazing. "You look awesome and so pretty. Doesn't she Phil?" My sister gave me a knowing look. I frowned at her; "Yeah, she does look pretty." was all I said before suggesting we go home.

My sister handed me the keys. "Why don't you drive?" she asked stepping in the back, allowing Taylor to take the passenger seat besides me, "Ahh Taylor, where do you live?" I asked glancing at her before looking at the road ahead. "Um…" she said pointing to my sister. "Ohh" I said nodding my head, "You live with my sister." That meant I was going to see a lot of her on my stay home. "Nope. Your sister lives with me." I frowned, "Oh… do you mind me asking you what you do? I mean you have an amazing house." She laughed. "The house was my dad's. I inherited it. And I'm a manager/medic. I represent and work for celebrities. I'm between jobs right now." I nodded, "I see. Sorry about your dad." She just shrugged, "It's nothing, it's not like I knew the guy." I glanced at her because she said that like if it was the most natural thing not to have a father. "Hey Phil, pull over, I have to meet my boyfriend." My sister said. I pulled over and she got out the car. She put her head through Taylor's side of the window, "I'll see you guys later. Oh and by the way, Tay, Phil's got a thing for you." She turned and walked off. Taylor and looked at me. I just kept my head straight ahead. "Uh don't- ah- worry about Kris- she- ah was just messing around." I was talking like a retarded seal. "Yeah. Sure she was." Taylor said looking out the window. Was it me or did she just use sarcasm on me?

I returned my focus on the road ahead, my mind searching for something we could talk about, but after what my sister said my mind was empty and for the first time in ages I was speechless.

For the next 15 minutes we travelled in a silence so awkward and unbearing that I wouldn't have had a problem listening to Big Jonny or Vickie talk.