The Secret We Share

Kylie (shown in the picture)

I couldn't help the tears that slid down my cheeks as I closed the door behind me. I hoped that me and Alexis could work out our problems tomorrow. I've been looking forward to having the perfect summer hanging out with her, and I didn't want to have just ruined everything.

I don't even know why I kissed her really, it was just the song, the beach, the moment.

I am straight. You're straight, you don't like her, she clearly doesn't like you. Just, breathe, breathe. Clearly my own thoughts weren't helping and I started to feel my composure slipping.

I ran up to my room so I could cry quietly in peace. The goodbye that Alexis gave me just seemed so final and I couldn't shake it from my memory. I'm sure it would be okay though. Tomorrow I could work it out with her. We've never had a big fight. Never spent time apart.

My tears slowly dried as I drifted into restless sleep, jolting awake every few minutes. I was grateful for the fact that my family seemed to be asleep when I got home, I didn't want them to have started asking questions, or to have heard me cry.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed, lighting up my dark room.

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1:00 AM 1 new message from:
Jordann<3

My stomach immediately twisted into knots at seeing my boyfriend's name flash across the screen. I'd forgotten about him tonight, as horrible as it sounds. He was probably checking to make sure I was home safely, so I opened my messages.

Jordann<3: hye babyyy wanna cime ovtr??

Drunk. I couldn't believe it. Well, the more I thought about it the more I could believe it. It's not as if this is the first time he's drunk texted me.

Kylie: Jordan, babe, you are extremely drunk. Do not drive. Stay where you are and sleep it off.

I could only hope he would heed my warnings. I began to feel a slight annoyed, because I didn't even know he was doing anything tonight- he clearly hadn't thought to let me know. I didn't need to be worrying about him with everything else that had happened tonight.

I could see he was replying.

Jordann<3: babbe csn you come gey mee? Imbvry drubk

Oh no. Seriously?

I decided I had to call him so I could get information out of him a little faster. I only hoped his speaking capacity was better than that of his texting skills right now.

I dialed his number and the phone started to ring. After three rings he finally picked up.

"Kybie?" He shouted into the phone. I winced at the volume of his voice, scowling.

"Where are you Jordan?"

"I'm at mathewss hoouse," he stayed, his speech horribly slurred.

I rubbed at my temples, a headache already blooming. I hung up the phone- I was clearly not getting anything else that would be remotely helpful out of Jordan- and I grabbed my keys off my nightstand.

After throwing on some sneakers and praying that my family stayed asleep, I made my way silently downstairs. I crept into the garage, and shut the door behind me as I walked out to my car. Backing out of the driveway, I drove slowly out of the neighborhood, trying to make as little sound as possible- my heart was pounding. I knew I was being ridiculous at this point, I was already out, but somehow I felt the need to be quiet still.