Thin Line

3. You should be familiar with this

Dinner was eventful, to say the least.

Kian announcing that he was going to propose to a girl he loved was the beginning of a very long argument. At first mom just laughed and continued eating, and then he brought it up again saying he was serious. Mom looked back and forth between Kian and I before breaking out into a frenzy.

"Are you stupid?" She had started off, "you are going to marry a girl? You? You can't even take care of yourself, what are you going to do for a girl?"

It's safe to say she did not hold back. First she was angry that he wasn't mature enough, then she was angry over the fact that she hasn't even met the girl. Eventually she was angry about everything and dinner was pretty much done from then.

Mom was in a pissy mood all through Friday night and Saturday. It wasn't until Sunday evening that Kian informed mom that the girl was full Iranian. After this piece of information it didn't take long for her to come around to the idea. I had no idea why he hadn't just led with that when he first announced his plans.

Anyways, she even started gushing over the photos Kian showed her, then she demanded he bring her down in the next month. Funny how quickly she switched up about the situation.

I, on the other hand, was rather shocked about the entire news. I was sure that Kian wasn't done with his single lifestyle yet, but he had told me that pretty much after a few months of college he got over it all. He explained to me that when he met the girl for the first time, he knew he wanted to be with her forever. I tried not to gag at the cheesiness of it all but it was hard not to.

Miss me with that love at first sight bullshit.

Kian had also mentioned to me that he had already rang dad and discussed the situation with him. I made sure that he didn't tell mom that. There was no way she'd take the news that dad knew before her maturely.

I, unfortunately, didn't manage to get as much sleep as I intended to over the weekend. When Kian visited, we would usually spend the entire weekend together, but this time was worse because he wouldn't even let me leave his side for more than a minute.

"Tell her it's not like that!" he'd whine to me every time mom started another rant. Then I'd try my best to dilute the situation but was always cut short with my moms academy award winning line "Shut up."

So when Kian left on Sunday, I was somewhat relieved. It was too much to handle for one weekend.

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Monday passed by excruciatingly. Classes took longer than usual, and it seemed that the teachers had joined forces to pile on an endless amount of homework.

But the worst thing about Monday was that after school when I went to work, I couldn't help but constantly think about Hunter.

I know, it was an overkill.

I wanted to stop thinking about it but I couldn't. Mainly because it was just so weird.

When the store began to slowly clear out towards the end, I took out my phone. My finger hovered over the facebook app, eventually I just gave in and clicked into it.

There had to be something about him in here.

I tried to look for his profile, but yet again came up short. Then I went into Lukes profile in hopes of finding a photo of them or something. Sadly, Lukes profile was completely dead. The only thing on show was the date he had joined Facebook, and a profile picture that looked like it was from 2015.

I hate to admit it but my stalker skills were exceptional. This was largely due to the fact that on some nights, when I was deep in my feels, I had the urge to go through the profiles of people from school. This was never good because whenever I saw photos of them living their best lives (according to social media, who knows how much of it is actually real) I would proceed to fall further into my feels and feel shit about myself.