Tainted

Chapter 14: Fine Get Off

Church goes by quickly and I watch as Jesse leaves his family to approach me at the church's weekly lunch with a bright smile.
"Wow do they have lunch here every week?" I question while looking around and he just plops down in the seat next to me which was origanlly Chris's.
"Yup," he reaches over and grabs a grape from my plate and I swat at his hand.
"They must really be bribing people to come to church then," I joke while taking another bite of my sandwich.

"Jesse!" Lukas, Jesse's older brother shouts from across the room and motions for Jesse to come over.
"Well I gotta go, see ya pipsqueak," he comments before taking one last grape and one last glance before he exits. I watch as his mother, brother, and little sister leave the building after speaking with the pastor and I turn back to my food, alone once again.

My mind wanders to Jesse and his family that I met for the first time today, well besides Lukas. His little sister, Hope, who's about five has quite the strong personality, kind of like Jesse's mother who sports a beautiful southern accent, and Lukas is well, Lukas. A literal replica of Jesse except older and more flirtatious if possible. Then that leads to his father who I learned is in a military base in Texas and won't be back for another 5 months and my mind flashes to when I first came here and Katie warned me about how Jesse's father is so high up in the military that his family receives death threats.

After returning home in a mostly silent car ride I say goodbye to Katie and stand amused as my brother watches her Jeep leave the driveway with a longing look. Storming up the stairs I leap onto my bed and think of what I could possibly do, I just finished a Netflix series and am still recovering from it's tragic ending, exercising sounds blah and nothing else really comes to mind.

I could be social. But that's so much work. But there's nothing else to do. So despite my arguing conscious I whip out my phone and look at the top number, Jesse. I feel something nagging at the back of my mind, why does it seem so weird for me to text him? I mean we are friends... I think, are we? Yeah I guess so. I just don't want to turn into one of the girls from the past, the ones that think he's hitting on them but really aren't, maybe that's why I never read into his harmless flirting.

Clicking his name I type a simple text and my finger hovers over the send button. Why do I feel so uncomfortable doing this? Maybe cause texting usually means flirting, and well Jesse is Jesse I mean he probably texts girls all the time. The thought for some reason sends my heart into flames and without thinking I press the send button. Whoops.

Jesse responds within seconds to my simple, hey.

Hey there sunshine- J

What up- K

Nm, can't believe the Kira Williams is texting me though- J

Oh ha ha very funny- K

Oh no I'm dead serious, too many of my friends complain you never text back ;) -J

What's that supposed to mean?- K

It means they're hitting on you but you don't hit back, duh- J

I'm starting to regret starting this convo with you... -K

Wow a girl's never said that to me :( -J

So he does text other girls then. Anger flares up in me for an unknown reason and I just decide to toss my phone to the side, well that was a fail. Netflix doesn't actually sound so bad right about now... ding.

Turning my phone over it reads, 'You alive or do I need to come pick you up?' -J

Yeah I'm dead- K

Well I guess I'll just have to come pick you up then :)- J

Nope never mind I'm alive and well- K