Wicked

Chapter Seven

When I woke up this morning, I was feeling so refreshed. I had spent the rest of the night worrying Levi Jacobs would appear outside my house, begging me for help. I had this fear that he might try to hurt me and my family. This morning, I felt better. Part of it was due to Dara being away for the weekend. She was with our dad, in New York. He had tried to call me, but I hadn't answered, let it go straight to voicemail. In the voicemail, he apologized for being distant and asked if I wanted to go to New York this weekend. I hadn't bothered calling him back. I didn't even tell my mom I wasn't going. Of course, she found out when she came upstairs to load Dara and me up in the car, that's when I told her I wasn't going.

She didn't understand.

She was the biggest defendant of my dad. I never understood why, especially after she literally caught him with other women. I had never been close with him, once I realized that he was a liar and a cheat, I had lost any respect I had for him. Plus, he was always gone when Dara and I were growing up. As I thought back on all those nights he was gone and we could hear mom crying herself to sleep, my fist clenched.

No, I'm not letting my dad ruin my good mood.

I tossed the covers off and bounded over to the shower. Today, was Saturday and I wasn't going to waste it. There was a lot of homework to be done. That and I agreed to help Gran in the garden today. It had been a minute since Gran and I had spent the day just the two of us. I missed her.

I should probably apologize again to Addie. Cringing, as I remembered my lame excuse for not going to the game. I had texted her, saying I had gotten sick after dinner and was staying home. Of course, I felt bad, but after "meeting" Levi I didn't want to leave the house. I still didn't really want to leave the house, definitely not alone. There was too much anxiety tied up in thinking about Levi. It's no point in dwelling on the past.

Once I was out of the shower, I did text Addie, apologizing again. I couldn't tell her what exactly happened, which sucked. But how could I tell her when I myself didn't even know what happened? Instantly, she texts back:

"It's all good! Hope you're feeling better, (:" She was a really great friend. Sighing, I flopped on the bed, facing my closet. It wasn't fair to Addie that I was lying to her, but once I knew what was going I would tell her. I silently promised her that. Today, was a lazy Saturday, so I shrugged on some black stretchy pants and an oversized light grey sweatshirt.

What should I work on first?

I flipped through my science book, realizing there was a lot more homework than I realized. I snatched my phone up, texting Addie back, asking her if she and I could work on our science homework tomorrow. Science was the one subject I had the most trouble with. My phone buzzed and I looked over at the response from Addie who agreed to hang out tomorrow and work on the never-ending pile of Science homework I had.

My History book was teasing me, so I glared at it. History was the class I had with Daniel, who was my partner for this ancestry assignment. Which, we hadn't started yet. I was a little worried about that assignment. Mainly because Mr. Geller was the strictest teacher I had, but he seemed to avoid me. After that first day, when he asked me to tell my mom 'hi.' Which, I had and my mom tried to pretend she didn't remember. I didn't tell Mr. Geller that, but her response baffled me. I don't know why she would lie to me about him. I guess she had her reasons.

After a couple hours of homework, my brain was officially fried. I wasn't nearly done, but mentally I was. I shut my textbook and walked downstairs. Hopefully, Gran was still home. Gently, I knocked on her bedroom door. There wasn't an answer, which didn't really mean a whole lot, Gran was rarely ever in her room. She always said that idle hands were the Devils workshop.