We Are The Kids Our Parents Warned Us About

We Are The Kids Our Parents Warned Us About (62)

We stand on the big deck outside the house, leaning against the wooden fence surrounding it. I stand a couple feet away from him, my heart beating quickly from the anxiety of what he wants to talk about. 

"So what did you want to talk about?" I ask, trying to sound nonchalant. "Did I snore last night?" I smile, trying to ease my nerves. 

He chuckles, and I feel the anxiety slowly slipping away. "Snoring no, but it does have to do with last night." Nope, anxiety is definitely back now. 

"What about last night?" I ask, trying to seem confused. I really don't want to talk about the kiss, I'm not mentally ready for it. I'm terrified by the topic. What would I even say?

He crosses his arms against his chest. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about Lexi. I mean, I kissed you completely out of the blue, and I feel like I've left so many questions in the air that don't even need to be asked."

I shake my head. "I get it, you told me yourself, it was a thank you type of thing. I'm not mad or anything, if that's what you think." 

He smiles. "No of course I know you aren't mad, I just don't wan't you to think-well I don't want things to be awkward, I don't like you like that or anything." The words crush me, and I suddenly feel how I felt last night, when the small spec of hope is completely demolished, slowly killing me in the inside. 

I nod pushing out a laugh that isn't real. "Yeah obviously. Don't worry Dylan, you and I are all good." I playfully nudge his shoulder. 

He laughs a little. "Okay good, I'm glad we're good."

I nod, feeling a ball form in my throat. "Well I don't know about you but I'm in the mood for a swim, I'm gonna go and change." I smile. 

He nods. "Yeah I'll let everyone know." 

I walk back into the house, heading over to our room, my eyes watering. I close the door shut as the tears start streaming down. I cover my mouth, holding in a sob. I run into the bathroom, locking the door shut as I cry. I knew this was going to happen, I knew the kiss probably had not meant anything, I knew. Yet it hurts so much to hear it. My body shakes, and I feel like such an idiot. I am an idiot. A heart broken idiot. I can't help but let out a small laugh. Only me, only I would fall in love with my best friend, only I would get a kiss form them and have it not mean anything to them, only I would be crying in a bathroom on a fun trip. Only the so called "popualr" Lexi. Hot flashes run through my body, and I wipe the tears away, trying to calm myself. I just need to get over it... move on. 

Most of the time the person you like doesn't like you back and that's just a part of life. I mean, even Dylan went through that, the girl who he liked didn't even know who he was and he's probably been in the same position as me. He's fine, I should too. 

I get up, rinsing my face with cold water so the redness leaves my face. I sniffle a little, trying to blank my mind out. I walk over to the dresser and slip on a black one piece. I wear lose clothes over it, feeling insecure for no real reason. I look at myself back in the mirror, and look almost normal. But I know myself, I can see the misery in my eyes. I take deep breaths, getting the courage to walk out again. 

I leave the room, heading out to the lake when Aiden jogs up beside me. "Mind if I join?" He smiles. I shake my head, forcing a smile back. 

"Not at all." I make sure to keep my face forward. Aiden has known me for years, it's hard to fool him that I'm alright. "So how was the couch last night? Are you hurting today?" I put some tone into my voice.

I hear him chuckle. "Actually I slept really well, best sleep of my life."

"Damn, best sleep? Now that's a life long goal."

"Ain't that the truth. Hey so I was thinking, I made a new friend, he's really cool and I feel like you guys would like him." He says.

Yay maybe I can fall for him and get over Dylan. "Oh? What's his name?"

"Alex, maybe you've seen him in the halls."

"Doubtful, I'm always talking to one of you guys in the halls, hopefully he doesn't feel too uncomfortable with our whole clan of friends."

He laughs. "Yeah sometimes I can't even keep track of all the people in our group of friends." I agree with him, and that's when I see the horizon of the lake. 

Not that I'm suicidal or anything, but every part of me wants to jump in and drown myself... or maybe join a clan of mermaids, and never have to face Dylan again.