Catch Me

Ch. 28

Coraly's pov

"So you're really on good terms with Demi?" Zoey asks.

I stare at the cute girl on my phone screen and nod, "Yeah, I'm honestly surprised. It's weird how things turned out and I think I upset Dianna and Eddie because of how things turned out."

"They can suck my dick. They adopted you, your their child, all they should want is for you to be happy and healthy. If you're happy at Demis then they should be happy that Demi is able to cheer you up. They shouldn't be jealous that you're happier with Demi then you were with them. My god, if they are really jealous that's fucked up." She says.

"I don't know, I haven't talked to them or anything. I think Demi does though. I don't do much for them to be upset or disappointed in me, so I feel like this would be something that upsets them. I feel like they'd be upset over all the years they tried to almost fix me, that I still chose Demi over them. Because I feel like they feel as if I should be appreciative of them, I should've been calling them mom and dad, I should've had a bond with them, and all this other stuff. I don't know for sure that they are mad at me, but I feel like they are." I say.

"Yeah well they should've set their expectations to be more realistic. You had been through so much trauma and no child or person who goes through all of that is going to function the same as a child who hasn't. You had gone through so much pain and because of that you have a guard up, you refuse to trust anyone in fear of getting hurt, and you were scared something was going to happen if you did something they didn't like. That's common sense and they should've known that. Nothing you did is your fault and they shouldn't act like it is your fault." She says.

"Yeah, I guess."

"No, not I guess. It's yes, I know." Zoey warns.

"Ok." I say.

"Anyway, what have you been up to this week?" Zoey asks.

"Demi took me to the arcade and to an Italian restaurant and Demi has been recording music this week. By the way, I didn't tell you the last bit of that sentence. It's rumored." I say.

Zoey nods, "I won't tell a soul. But it sounds like you've definitely had a productive week."

"Yeah, what have you been up to?" I ask.

"Sick. Strep throat, but I'm not complaining too much. I did get out of school this week." She smiles.

"Bless the infection that brought you strep for getting you out of school. School is not fun." I say.

"Not at all, hows online school going for you?" She asks.

"It's ok I guess. I mean it's better than public school but definitely harder." I say.

"If you ever need help, hit me up." She says.

"I bother you enough and you have your own homework to worry about." I say.

"Well it's a good thing I like you and don't mind all the times you text or call me then isn't it? As I said, if you ever need me hit me up."

My heart flutters. Likes me as in a friend? Or like likes me? I wish I knew if she liked me or not, I'd totally ask her out if I knew. But I don't even know her sexuality and we're really good friends. I can't afford to fuck this friendship up and loose the only friend I have because of a failed relationship. As long as she's happy that's all that matters, so if she finds a guy or girl she's happy with I'll be happy because she is.

"Ok, I will." I say.

"So do you have any plans next week?" She asks.

I see a look of nervousness in her eyes at the question, "Ummm, I'm not sure. Probably not. Why?" I ask.