After my second class, I head down to the library, hoping that cash will actually remember to meet me there this time. I wait 10 minutes and of course, cash isn't here.
What did you expect hope. He's the same as everyone else. He doesn't like you, never will and he won't help you wi-
"Hope! I'm here! Sorry I'm late. Wow. Why is my subconscious so rude! It's like it's turning into my mom. "Sorry I'm late. I had to finish another quiz" he says. I laugh.
We head into the library and go to the computers to make the presentation. "Okay so what's the plot of the story" I say. "Umm" Cash doesn't answer.
Hope! Just listen to your mom for once! He's bad news. You're going to fail if you stay with him!! Ditch him! Leave him on his own to do his own work! What does my subconscious think I am. A bitch? No. I'm going to help him. I have to..
"It was when she was handcuffed but Logan wouldn't let her go. And then he had a heart attack and died so she was stuck there" I said. "Oh so it's like when something unexpected happens?" He says "close.. that's a plot twist" I say. "The plot is what kinda makes the main problem of the story? It's what makes the story" I say.
We finish about half of the project before we have to leave to our next class. "Do you want to meet tomorrow and work on it ?" I ask. "Yeah sure, I'd rather get this done sooner than later" he says.
When class is over, I walk back to my room and wait for cash to come by. He never said a time. I decide t start preparing some snacks in case we get hungry. I cut up some vegetables, cheese and get some crackers and put the refrigerated items, in the fridge until he gets here.
After about half an hour, I hear a knock on the door. "Hey ca-" I stare blankly for a second. "Mom? What are you doing here" I say. "Who were you expecting?" She says. " why does it matter" I roll my eyes. "Because you seek to be getting stupider, inviting boys over!" She starts to raise her voice. "Are you sure I'm the one getting stupider? Because I seem to remember both me and cash saying it was for a fucking project!" I say. "Hope!" She yells. "What. You came here just to complain about everything didn't you! You came here to keep controlling my life!" I start to yell.
I hear another knock at the door. I rush to answer but my mom gets to the door first. She looks out the door and slams it back in cashs face. Poor cash has had the door slammed in his face twice! And he's only come by twice. I shove past her and open the door. He looks at my mom and then back at me, confused. "Ok now can you leave?" I look at my mom and point to the door.
"Why. So you can do whatever you two idiots are planning to do?" She yells. "Work on our school project without your complaining? Yes." I say. she slams the door shut on her way out. Cash starts to laugh. I give him a sharp look, not amused. He immediately stops laughing but I can tell he's holding it in.
"There are some snacks in the fridge if you want" I sigh and head over to the couch to work on the project. I open my computer and run my hands trough my hair. "You okay?" Cash asks and walks over to me. "Yeah.." I say. He kneels down in front of me and looks mw in the eyes. "You know, you can tell me if you're not" he says. "I want you to be okay"
He lifts my head up by my chin and rubs his thumb on my cheek. I smile at him. I stand up and he does the same. He won't let me go anywhere until I tell him. "She just.. she seems to have given up on me. She stopped caring about anyone's feelings after my sister left" I say. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to him. I could get used to this.
Hope what are you doing! Your mom would be so disappointed in you. Maybe she's right, maybe you are stupid.
I pull cash as close to me as possible and hold him tight. It's nice to finally feel like someone cares about me.
