Chapter 8: Leave It Alone

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I got up and when I felt on the side of me, cold sheets and an empty space awaited me. I guess Mariah never came in last night. I practically cried myself to sleep.

I shrugged it off tho maybe she fell asleep in Nathan's room, which is strange she has never spent the night. I shrugged again. Oh well, I got up and took a quick shower then I brushed my teeth and was on my way to breakfast.

"Morning mom" I greeted as I leaned over the kitchen counter.

"Morning sweety, how did you sleep?"

"Good I guess. Where's dad haven't seen him since yesterday" I pouted.

"Your father is taking the day off today... Hopefully for real this time but he's still sleeping, so noise level on low please." She passed me my plate and a glass of orange juice. "And you need to start making breakfast for your own friends I'm tired of doing this every Sunday morning for four now five extra kids this ain't full house"

"You're right. This ain't full house cause its bigger so it ain't really full if you think about it" she glared at me. I turned around and came face to face-- more like face to chest with you guess it... Jordan. I looked up to his face and I remembered what happened last night and before he could even take that breath to get a word out I already rushed around him.

I sat down and kept my head low. He and my mom had a conversation, I guess she welcomed him to her home. They seem to hit it off real well tho. I quickly ate my breakfast and I grabbed my coat, all awhile others started to come downstairs from either showers or sleeping in. "Mom you know where I'm going!" I yelled opening the door.

"Okay, be careful" mom answered as I stepped out and closed the door. I let out a sigh of relief. Which was more of a shaky breath but you get the point. I probably just made the situation more awkward or suspicious but hey I don't need him questioning me that's the last thing I need.

I did the usual walk around the neighborhood, I went to the café and got a cup of Coffee then headed for the place I was going to. The park. I got there and I sat on the bench, put my feet up and looked into the pond. Benches are on three sides of the pond and straight ahead on the other side of it the park with all the swings, slides and monkey bars.

It got pretty windy and I felt like I stared at that pond for an hours on end. I opened my phone and scrolled through instagram a bit then I just decided to close my eyes and enjoy the wind through my hair. I did come to clear my head and be with nature, so I did just that and you can't believe what happened next.

"Oh hey" I opened my eyes and saw.... Jordan. I am really starting to get annoyed.

"Maybe if I close my eyes it will go away" I said calmly as I closed my eyes. A minute later I opened them again and he still was there. I was sitting horizontally on the bench so he was the first thing I saw. I groaned and turned my head looking back at the pond.

Not only he keeps popping up but he really needs to put on something else! He has on a black sleeveless T-shirt which has those sexy arms on display and sweat pants like honestly I believe he does this on purpose. Does he own anything else but sweat pants?!

"I didn't expect to see you here" he spoke again.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I'm sorry I can't come to public parks now?" I snapped my head his way and gave him a look. "Sorry. I was just going on a run" I turned back to the pond. "What's up with you?" I turned to him again.

"Nothing's up with me does it fucking I look like something's up with me?" I snapped. Honestly I didn't mean to its just another wall.

"Yes you do" I scoffed. "When I touched your thigh you pushed my hand away. That's avoiding. You seemed lost in thought for a second. Thats recollection and then you started crying. All of those are signs of PTSD Clara." I looked at him sort of amazed but with sadness at the same time. I'm really not in the mood for this right now so I looked back at the pond.

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