38 - Capture the Flag

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    Chapter 38

   So today I learned two things.

   1. I'm stupid

   2. I'm just very incredibly stupid

   I wanted to get away from Austin so I should've asked to go to the bathroom or something not freaking cut my hand.

   What the heck is wrong with me? And he didn't even seem mad at all. What if he likes me too? I mean it's totally unlikely but it could be possible... maybe... not really.

   What if he doesn't even know? He probably doesn't and thinks I'm a freak. But he probably does. But maybe he doesn't I mean I haven't seen Sky in a few days maybe she's gone somewhere because she doesn't want to face me when I find he doesn't know.

   But he does know. He has to.

   Everything is so confusing right now. Should I ask him? What if he doesn't know? I'll wait for him to talk to me about it first so I at least now what he's talking about, right?

   Okay, so that's settled.

   Now I'm at home doing my math homework regretting everything about today.

   After Alex took off when I assumed he was going to see the nurse, he actually went to go see Sarah, and he never came back. So I cleaned up my mess, went back into the hall where Sarah yelled at me for kissing Alex. When I told her that he kissed me, she yelled at me more and told me that he told her that I kissed him or something, and then Sarah started crying. Then a teacher came out and saw Sarah crying and my bloody hand so she assumed we had a fight and sent us home.

   And that's how I got here.

   A light knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. Uncle Ben slipped inside and I grimaced and looked back down at my homework.

   "We have to talk about this sometime, Hayden," he said and I shook my head.

   "Not now," I mumbled.

   "Well I need to talk to you Hayden about something even bigger," he said and sat down at the edge of my bed. I raised an eyebrow at him as he started talking.

   "As you know, your father is in prison in New York. They are permitting his family to come and see him. I'm his brother and you're his daughter, so they are letting us go visit him leaving Thursday night," he explained and my eyes widened.

   All doubts of my father not loving me or me not needing him disappeared.

   "I'm going to see him?" I exclaimed loudly with a large smile on my face. He smiled, nodding.

   "You're allowed to bring one friend to come with us to New York. We'll be gone until Sunday. I'll give you some time to decide who you want to take with you. I'll be in the living room," he said and kissed my forehead and walked out.

   Austin was the only one who knew about my father in jail. Would he want to go? Would Uncle Ben allow it?

   Would I want him to go?

   It would allow us plenty of time to talk, he obviously doesn't hate me since he insisted on talking to me. 

   But maybe he doesn't know. But... he has to know.

   I took out my phone and dialed Austin's number. My finger wavered on the call button and then decided against it setting it down. This is stupid. I can't just get mad at him, rush out of class, and then call him asking him to come to NYC with me.

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