Jacqueline West, an average girl, who could barely take care of her self finds her life twisted upside down. Taking care of a kid while going to school is something neither she nor Blake Archer knows how to do. Jacqueline always thought you needed l...
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THIRTEEN
Streams, Squirrels, and Nuts
I wasn't sure what I was feeling right now. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when I had realized that Blake wanted to turn back time, that he had regretted kissing me. I know it was wrong but part of me wanted it to happen again. I know it was messed up. I know I was messed up.
I woke up around 5 am on this Sunday morning and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't go back to sleep. Yesterday kept replaying in my head. I wanted Blake to kiss me again but I knew I did the right thing. I still don't know what he was confused about or why he had suddenly kissed me out of nowhere and not knowing the answer was killing me. I wanted to ask but at the same time part of me did not feel like talking. I was also worried about Chris. The way he was yelling, sweating and crying after he had that dream. Did he have them often? I made a mental note to ask Blake later.
I moved the covers off of me and quickly made my bed before I went to the bathroom, doing my normal morning routine. I didn't bother taking a shower right now since I knew I would be sweating later on. Coming out of the bathroom, I quickly changed into a loose tank top and lulu-lemons, slipping on a pair of running shoes and then finally tying my hair up in a tight pony tail.
I ran downstairs with my phone and headphones, making my way into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. I was surprised when I saw my dad there. He was sitting there in his suit, reading a newspaper as he drank coffee out of a mug, with a dirty plate in front him.
"When'd you come home?" I asked him, taking the plate that was in front of him and placing it in the dishwasher after a quick rinse.
"Last night. You were sleeping. Chris go home with Blake?" He looks up at me as he takes a sip out of his coffee. I nod.
"He's a good kid, Jackie. From what I've seen" Dad folds his newspaper and puts it on the table.
"Chris? Yeah I know. You can't get mad at him even if he does something wrong" Dad gives me a stiff nod and a small smile, making me think that he wasn't talking about Chris. "But you're not talking about him"
It was more of a statement rather than a question.
"He's a good kid. Make sure he doesn't break your sister's heart. She tends to fall fast, look out for her ok?" I couldn't help but smile at the fact that Dad was warming up to Caden. He really was a good kid and I could bet everything that he would never hurt Lottie on purpose. They might have a few fights but I could tell that Caden would never let her go without a fight.
"Well, I'm running late sweetheart. I don't know if I'll be back by dinner so don't wait up for me" He kissed the side of my head and then he was out the door with his car keys. I grabbed the mug and placed it in the dishwasher as well before getting out of the house and locking the door behind me.
