Spilled Coffee

What Does Make Me Happy?

Chapter Seventeen - What Does Make Me Happy?

I woke up the next morning with multiple missed calls and voicemails.

I opened the first voicemail which was from Alyssa.

"Hey! Where are you! I'm worried sick. I can't find you anywhere and Johnson said you just left without saying a word?" Alyssa quickly said.

I sighed and immediately knew what the other messages would be about. Alyssa just overthinking things and worrying too much about my whereabouts.

I stood up from bed and changed into my black shorts with a grey tank top and a black cardigan over it. I put on my black chapman stripe high-tops. I grabbed my phone and went downstairs to see a note stuck on the fridge.

I went up to it and read it.

I'm staying at a friends place today and mom said she had the late shift so she's not going to be back until tomorrow morning. Don't throw any parties and stay safe.
-Nathaniel

I have the whole place to myself. That's not the first.

I walked to the backyard and sat in one of the chairs and just scrolled through the hundreds of the messages that Alyssa had sent me until one caught my attention.

It was from yesterday around the time of the party still.

Something happened with Gilinsky and I... where are you? I have no idea what to do.
-Alyssa

Right as I was about to text her what that message meant, I heard the doorbell ring. I stood up and walked inside.

I walked up to the front door and opened it.

"You're ignoring me again." Johnson sighed and walked in.

"Again, come in since I obviously invited you to my humble home." I mumbled to myself.

"Heard that." Jack yelled as he walked and sat down in the living room.

I sat on the other couch away from him which he obviously noticed.

"We should talk about what happened. You know the kiss." He blurted out.

"There's nothing to talk about. I'm with Grant." I said and played with my ring on my right middle finger.

"Do you even want to be with Grant?" Jack questioned.

I was shocked he even asked me that... wow. A point to Jack for leaving me speechless once more. I gathered my thoughts together and said, "Yes... I do."

"Why? All you guys do is fight from what I see." Jack said.

"We fight most of the time because of you!" I argued.

"And why is that?" He argued back.

"I don't know, okay. I don't know how I feel. Is that what you want to hear!" I yelled.

"I just want to hear whether or not you want to be with Grant..." Jack sighed.

"I love him." I said softly and looked up at Jack.