010 Panic Room | Keith Powers

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Once I shut the door and open the door to the living room he drove away. I felt so terrible. He got me home before 5 as I asked so I could watch my imaginary show. I hated myself right now.


After wallowing and watching reruns of The Rap Game for almost 3 hours. I copy and pasted Keith's address for my camera roll and called myself an uber. I had to apologize.

In the uber I squeezed the life out of my stress ball constantly. The ride was short but stressful, I was actually in the car with a stranger. Once there I thank the driver with a smile and headed toward the door.

Once at the door I took a few deep breaths and knocked on the door. It opened soon after, Keith seemed surprised.

"What are you doing here?"
"Can we talk for a second?"
"About what?"
"Earlier. I'm sorry for how that went."

He finally stepped back and left me into the house. It smelled great, he was cooking.

"Hi Lassie." I cheesed largely as Lassie came and sat at my feet

From the look on Keith's face I started to talk quickly almost rambling.

"I'm sorry about earlier I didn't mean to say that. Well not like that, not in that way. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings I just kinda snapped and an... and I'm sorry."
"I know you didn't. I'm not mad, I'm going to respect your wishes. Professional, right? You don't want to be friends? That's fine now to respect your wishes I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

I took a step back and turned my face up then softened it.

"I do want to be friends."
"Well I don't. So I'll see you on Monday."
"Keith."
"That's Mr. Powers."

I squeezed my stress ball continuously and escaped his house. I stood at the end of his drive way and called another uber. It would take 9 minutes to get there so I canceled it and walked.

It took me 20 minutes to get home. I enjoyed the walk, it was cool and I could think. I was sorry about what happen but if he wanted to be that way. I would be he patient and he would be my therapist.


For the entire week to come I canceled all of my appointments and finished all of my spring break homework. After the 17 day break there would be all the senior activities. I finished everything by the end of the week.

Keith hadn't called or checked up on me and it was stressing me out. I've been having this feeling since I canceled the first appointment and I've been trying to convince myself that I don't like him but I think I do. Maybe this entire time I've been just trying to convince myself and he saw it so that's why he never stopped trying.

My next appointment was in two days but I had my mom try to get a makeup one in today.

"Mom I think I can take myself to the appointment today. I think I can do it."
"You sure honey? Your father and I can always push our date weekend back a bit."
"No mom, I think I got it. The appointment is at 2 and your flight leaves at 1:30. "

My parents were celebrating their anniversary this weekend well the whole week. They'd be gone for 6 days, to Hawaii. It was their 20th so they're going all out.

"Call me if you need anything."
"Yes I will. Bye mom, bye dad, I love you guys."

I hugged each of them separately. My dad snuck something in my pocket and winked at me before they left out the door. It was currently 12 and they were off to the airports.

I dug in my pocket after my father left and he'd stuck $200 dollars in my pocket. I laughed and threw it into my drawer. Everytime they go somewhere he leaves money for me and I always give it back.

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