After sitting in the cold dampness of the Christmas air for a good ten minutes. I forced myself to go inside.
Everyone was gathered around the living room watching a holiday movie together. Then all of their eyes were suddenly on me.
My eyes were wet, and swollen with pain after the messed up way Camreigh had left me.
"Son are you okay?" My mother asked as my foot rested on the bottom of the staircase.
I just clinched my teeth together to keep myself from loosing it and ignored her and went upstairs to my room.
"Pe-" my father went to say when my mother encouraged him to let me be.
"Just let him be dear, if he wants to talk to us he will" Mrs. Kavinsky said with her hand on my fathers shoulder.
I slammed the door shut as hard as I could. Holding a tight grip to either side of my temples with my fingertips in my hair. I let out a silent cry until I started to shove and throw things around out of anger.
I was so mad at myself, for letting her find out this way and for seeing how upset she was, I couldn't get her saddened expression out of my brain.
I plopped down on the bed and grabbed my phone to text her when Sophia walked in.
"YO HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF KNOCKING!" I yelled with a deep voice to Sophia.
"GET OUT!" I said moving closer to her with my hand pushing on the side of the door.
"NOW!!" I added as she just looked at me with a pitiful look on her face.
"This is your fault, you should have told her when you found out! Now my bestfriend is hurt. What did I tell you would happen if you hurt her?" Sophia stood straddling the doorway with both of her feet to keep me from closing it.
"SOPHIA GO THE FUCK AWAY I DON'T GOT TIME TO DEAL WITH YOUR ASS RIGHT NOW AND YOUR IMMATURE BULLSHIT!" I yelled at her again with even more intensity when I heard shuffling of feet running up the stairs.
It was both my dad and mom trying to break Sophia and I apart as she stared to swat at me like a child.
"Hey! Hey! That's enough!" Our father said struggling to keep us apart.
Until he screamed so loud his voice cracked in depth. "Sophia room now! Peter! You straighten your little ass up now! Its Christmas for damn sake!" He said as mom followed her to her room and I tried to shove dad out of my room.
"Son, she is just a girl!" My father whimpered.
My voice had gone raspy from the yelling and sobbing I was doing in between, when i yelled back at him.
"How can you say that??" I said to him as he shook his head. "Maybe you will start worrying about your damn future now! And stop trying to get laid!" My father said unannounced when my mother stepped in.
"THAT IS INAPPROPRIATE!" She yelled at him when he finally moved away from me and stormed downstairs.
I cupped my hands to my face I didn't know what to do. I had never felt such strong feelings as these for anyone before I didn't know how to act.
I know I was Peter Kavinsky, the jock, the golden boy but Camreigh saw what nobody had ever seen in me before. I couldn't just leave the girl that showed me how to be a better person and that I had fallen in love with.
My mother moved closer to me trying to be gentle and caring. I think she saw just how much the things between us had become so real that i didn't think she wanted me to loose that feeling either.
"Peter" my mother said as she sat next to me and placed her hand on my back.
"Honey, I don't know what happened or what was said between the two of you... but I can see how much you deeply care for this girl... you've never acted this way...." she said when I grabbed her and hugged her.
"She didn't want to talk..." I said finding myself opening up to my mother for the first time in my life.
I told her how upset her finding out in this way had made her, and how I wish we could have not brought it up. I explained to her how Camreigh seemed to be my first love and she listened and after I was through she gave me some advice I don't think I ever expected.
"Do whatever makes you happy son... I honestly have never seen you so enlightened and so proud of the person you are I can see the changes in you. Yall will work it out, just remember this is your future and it matters too" she said as she left me alone for the rest of the night.
I went to grab my phone to text her when I noticed that Camreigh had already updated her Facebook status.
It made me feel even worse now that all of this had happened in the midst of her mothers death anniversary. I decided even if she wouldn't answer me. To text her and let her know I was still here......
Me:
Baby, I'm sorry you found out this way
I would never make such a big decision without talking to you about it first. I love you.... please talk to me.....I said as I laid in bed for most of the night waiting for a response
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NOTICE ME : A Peter Kavinsky Story
Teen FictionCamreigh Brown was bestfriends with long time crush Peter Kavinsky's younger sister Sophia. They were the girls who didn't exactly fit in and they liked it that way. Until the start of their tenth grade year made Camreigh realize just how much she w...