One Love

Chapter 9

When I woke up it was 11 in the morning. I sighed and stretched in my bed. After Peter left I could hear my parents talking all night, yelling at some points. I got up and cleaned up the mess I made last night. I cleaned up in my brothers old t-shirt and my underwear.

            “I could watch you all day,” a male voice said, making me spin around to Peter leaning out of his window. I had forgotten to close my balcony door last night.

            “Whatever Peter.” I said, cleaning up and not acknowledging him. I was not in the mood already, worried about my parents, and I didn’t need Peter to make my day worse.

            “How’s the ankle?” He asked.

            “It’s fine.”

            “Did you change the bandage?” He asked.

            “Yes.” I sighed.

            “And put medicine on it?” I spun around and walked onto the balcony.

            “Jesus Peter! Yes! What is up with all of the questions?!” I snapped. Birds that were sitting on the house flew away from my loud voice and I could feel my chest rising and falling fast.

            “Whatever Hayden.” He said. His phone rang and he pulled it out, answering. “What?” He snapped. “Hi Kenzie, can you come over?” He asked, staring right at me. “Good.” Snapping the phone shut he closed the window and left. I pulled shorts on and went to go downstairs, stopping at the top to listen to everyone in the kitchen.

            “Mom, seriously, you’re not even sure, why say something?” Jason said.      

            “It’s not that simple Jason, she’s a part of this family too.” My mother snapped. I could only assume they were talking about me.

            “I’m going to work, I’m not listening to this.” My father said, and I could hear his keys jingle.

            “Of course you’re going to just leave!” My mother said, too loud. If I wasn’t out here, I probably wouldn’t have heard.

            “Stop yelling mom.” Jason said, his voice tired. I stomped down the stairs.

            “Morning sweetie, what do you want to eat?” My mother asked, smiling beautifully, I almost fell for it.

            “I’ll make it ma, going to work dad?” I asked. He nodded, smiling and leaning down to kiss my mom’s cheek.

            “Yep, see you guys later.” He said, leaving.

            “I’m actually going to just go right to Ronnie’s for the day.” I said, grabbing a muffin and going upstairs to change. As soon as I passed the bathroom I broke down, crying over my broken family that I thought was perfect. How could I be so stupid? I cried harder as I closed the door and walked to the bed, lying on the end and tried to silently cry. After a few minutes I sat up, sitting criss-cross and wiped my face. Looking over Peter stood in his window, it was still shut, but I know he saw me crying. I got off the bed and walked towards the balcony door. I saw his hands go to the edge of the window, as if he was going to open it, but I closed the door and turned around. I was not in the mood for his 2 steps forward.

            I taught myself how to play stupid little songs on the piano before my mom walked in and started to clean up my clothes and grab my hamper.