JADES POV
"What would you like to do now?" Dylan asks, his smile spreading from ear to ear, causing a laugh to escape my mouth.
"I don't know I guess we could-- OMG! ITS 12?!" I raise my voice in shock. "I'm sorry Dylan, were going to have to reschedule. I have to get home before my parents start freaking out."
I look at him, and he looks back at me looking like he's trying to fight back smile.
"What?" I ask, my voice laced with annoyance.
"Nothing, your face was just priceless." He says not being able to contain the bits of laughter that come out between words.
"Dylan I'm serious why are you laughing?"
"Jade, your parents are used to this. You and ha--." He stops himself, eyes going wide.
"Me and who?"
"You and me." He responds quickly.
"What do you mean? What did we used to do?"
"We always stay out super late, your parents are pretty much used to you coming home around 2 or 3 in the morning or just staying at my house for days on end." he says.
My eyebrows scrunch up in confusion at what he has told me and the tone he uses . There's no way Dylan is telling the truth. They wouldn't even let me spend the night at Sierra's house when I was 15 because they were worried her and I would sneak out somewhere with boys.
"Yeah okay, Dylan real funny. Now take me home."
"I mean if you really want to go home." He trails off his eyes filled with hurt.
"Dylan, are you being serious?" I ask seriously.
"Yeah, Jade they really are used to it. You started doing it a lot and after awhile they just stopped asking you." He concludes looking at me with all seriousness. And this time I know he's wasn't joking.
"I wouldn't worry about it though, you were with me so they didn't really mind all that much." he adds when he sees my disappointed look.
"Oh." Is all I can manage to say. I never imagined myself ever actually disobeying my parents, although I've thought about it so many times. But was never able to built up enough courage due to my dad's intimidating stance.
"Yeah, it's not really a big deal Jade."
Those words trigger somthing in me that I'm not sure I understand.
"What do you mean it's not a big deal Dylan? it's a huge deal incase you forgot I don't really remember anything let alone my own self anymore." I say folding my arms Infront of my chest.
"Jade, look I'm sorry and I can't imagine what your going through. I have to get used to this as much as you do." He says taking my hands into his.
"We seriously just got done fighting let's not start up another one, please." He pleads me.
"You're right I'm sorry, just ... Try to watch what you say,this whole thing is very frustrating and it's going to take some time for me to get used to."
"Yeah, of course. I'll just take you home so you can get some rest and we can start fresh tomorrow?" He asks.
"Didn't you want to take me somewhere though?" I ask remembering how he wanted to wait until it got late to take me to wherever he was going to take me too.
"Oh yeah, we can just do that some other time." He sends me a smile. And we decide it's time to leave.
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When Dylan drops me off at my house I'm exhausted and head right up stairs to tell my parents I'm home.
I slowly open the door remembering it's 12 and not wanting to wake them up, but when I go to open it my mom is already Infront of me.
"Oh my-- Jade you scared the life out of me." She said holding her chest.
"Sorry Mom I was just coming to tell you I was home." I say letting a few giggles escape my mouth as I reach in for a hug.
"What are you doing here so early?" She asks pulling away from my hug to look at me with worried eyes. "Did something happen."
"What? No! Mom, it's 12." I say laughing. But her expression doesn't change.
"Oh Right." She say letting out a nervous laugh. "I was just excepting you to be home later that's all." She says stepping out of her room to go downstairs, I follow her.
"Yeah, Dylan told me you guys would be used to me coming home late because it's a usually thing with me and him?" I say more of a question than a statement.
My mother scoffs, "Oh yeah you and Dylan have a habit of that." She says with a hint of sarcasm.
"Mom are you okay?" I ask cautiously taking a step towards her grabbing the two mugs from her hands that she just grabbed from the cabinet, as she starts a fresh pot of tea.
She let's out breathe. "Yeah I'm fine honey, just tired." She says focusing on the tea kettle.
"Mom are you sure." I say tilting my head in her view for her to look at me. She glances at me before turning to get a tea packet from the cabinet.
"Mom what's wrong?" I ask bending over slightly to get a view of her face.
I hear her sigh loudly and look up at me with apologetic eyes.
"Theres something I need to-"
"Ahh look who's home early." I hear my dad says cutting off my mom as he walks into the kitchen, and kisses the back of my head.
"Yeah, The 'year ago Jade' isn't used to being able to stay out late." I say smiling at him.
"Why don't you go off to bed than, it's late and it can't be good for your injury to stay up too late."
"Well mom was just about to--"
"Mom and I are going to bed to too, right honey." My dad asks my mom cutting me off.
"Yeah. Honey." My mom says through clenched teeth.
"Okay then." I say awkwardly and turn around to head upstairs.
I know I should talk to my mom, but my dad was right staying up wasn't good for me and I was already getting a headache.
I head upstairs and in to my bathroom to shower. After I shower I brush my teeth and wash my face, careful not to get the soap in my cut. I notice my mom got the cream for my cut and I gently apply it wincing at the slight stinging.
When I'm done I head to my room and immediately get an uneasy feeling when I remember someone had gotten in through the window. I quickly get dress out of my towel and take some pillows down to the living room and settle into the couch. I put on Spongebob and not long after do the sounds of Patrick telling spongebob he's ugly fade as I fall asleep.
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