"Today, however can change things for better or worse. The outcome depends on you."
When a marriage fails the residue trickles down to everyone in the family. Sixteen-year-old Daya Nicole Johnston must fight to understand what is happening in her li...
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After everything happened, I couldn't bring myself to go back to my home. My mom wasn't expecting me back for at least an hour and I wasn't looking forward to divulging the events that had taken place.
Shock hadn't deserted me, as I walked around the same sidewalk I was on with my brother earlier. Except for this time, there was a twist. I was all alone. No one was around to communicate my feelings with and I was having so many of them that I needed to set free.
Did I think too much of him?
After the night we spent together and how well he had taken care of me over the past couple of days, I just assumed he would end things with her.
I knew what I said to my brother, but I truly thought their relationship was on a downward trajectory and ours was going upwards. Guess that was what I got for wishing bad on their relationship.
Jeez, how could he do that in the bed we cuddled in two nights ago?
Or maybe it was the other way around and he cuddled with me in the same bed that they fornicated in not long before. I hope he washed the sheets. I shuttered at the thought before I wondered if it was the first time.
I exhaled. It was very likely that it wasn't. He was my best friend and we've talked about sex before. But admittedly hadn't talked about much of anything recently. Since he and Liv got together.
Plus, she was known to be a bit promiscuous. I thought that's one of the reasons why she moved from her old school. He pulled away from me on her behalf but he did it so willingly. It didn't even seem like he was struggling when I was on the verge of breaking.
She was threatened by our friendship and told him to stop talking to me, and he didn't even put up a fight. So, am I crazy for thinking that there was ever something between us besides an amicable love?
Perhaps, all the signs I saw of him being interested in more than just a friendship were all in my head. We've been besties forever. If it was going to happen, it probably would have happened by now. I felt tears stroll down my face as I approached the park in the center of my neighborhood. I looked at our infamous tree.
That tree had gone from hosting my most beloved memories to some of my most torturous ones. My hunch was that it was transitioning into a multipurpose tree. I carefully climbed up the side of the icy tree and sat on a protracted, bulky limb near the one I usually sat on, also known as Jay's.
He was so stubborn when were younger. Well, he still was too, but not as much. It was unbearable. We absolutely could've fit on the same branch but he insisted that he needed his own.
He went back and forth between two weird excuses. If we both sat on it the branch would fall or we physically couldn't fit. Even though both could be disproven very quickly, he insisted.
