CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: THE TRUTH
My ditch day with Connor went by too fast. One minute we were on our way to his house to go play pool and the next I'm on my doorstep with dread, afraid to go inside and face my mother. And even worst, after facing my mother I have to go face Aaron.
Can this night be over yet?
You're so dramatic it's annoying.
Trust me, I KNOW.
I take in a big breath and let it out before trying to open the front door. To my surprise, it's locked. The front door is never locked unless no one is home. It would be great if my parents weren't home right now.
I take out my keys from my backpack and let myself in. On the kitchen table, there is a note from my mother: Be home around 8PM. Your dad and I went to visit Gentry at rehab. There is salmon and rice in the fridge. Love, Mom.
If she wrote 'Love, mom' it's clear that she hasn't heard from the school yet. Because, if she had heard about my vacation day, I am pretty sure she would've written 'Hate, mom' instead.
Letting out a sigh of relief, I head towards the phone to check if the school left a message. They didn't, but I can see that they called. Damn, they're smarter than I thought. They're probably going to call back or they maybe tried to reach my parents on their cellphones. Either way, I'll cross that bridge when I get to it, now, I need to deal with my Aaron crisis.
Using all the courage I have inside of my body, I grab my cellphone from my back pocket and text Aaron.
Meet me at the night train in 15 minutes. This is not up for discussion. I mean it.
After pressing send, I almost throw up a little bit in my mouth. I have no choice but to go through with it now. If I don't show up and Aaron does, then it's really going to be over for good. You can only screw up so many times before someone decides you're not worth it.
Before I have the time to talk myself out of it, I head outside and start towards the night train. Once I'm there, I won't have a choice but to face the situation so might as well face it now.
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Before I'm even at the top I can see that someone else is already at the night train, and it's when I get really close that I can see that it's Aaron.
How did he get up here so fast? I mean, I literally sent him the text 5 minutes ago.
Once I'm about 5 feet away from him, he whips his head towards mine in shock. When he sees it's me, his body relaxes but his face stays surprised. Clearly, he wasn't expecting me here.
"How'd you know I was here", he asks nonchalantly, turning his attention away from me and back to the New York City view.
I walk towards him and sit right across from him, this way, I have to talk to him and he doesn't have a choice but to listen.
"I didn't, I just texted you 5 minutes ago telling you to meet me here".
He nods, looking at his hands on his knees, clearly avoiding looking at me. I don't blame him. I wouldn't want to look at me either.
"Where were you today?" he asks me seriously.
Aaron is acting so... serious. And, I never thought I'd say this but, I don't like it. It's the kind of serious that means that he doesn't know what he wants out of me. He is taken aback by my presence and I'm pretty sure that's not a good thing. I liked it better when he was sweet Aaron or cocky Aaron. Serious Aaron worries me. I've seen serious Aaron once and it was not good.
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