Coming Home (Jace Norman fanfiction) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 20

"So how was hanging out with Jace?" My mom asks me, interrupting my train of thought. I'm not sure how to answer. I mean, I know neither she, nor my dad will have a problem with me dating Jace. But I'm not sure that I want to tell them. I decide I'll tell my mom first. Because I know my dad will freak out, about how I'm growing up so fast, and blah, blah blah, blah, blah.
"It was good." I pause. I make sure I keep my face straight, it's only my mom and I in the car, so it's now or never. "He asked me out." I say. She immediately looks over at me.
"Oh." She says quickly. I can tell she's not really sure what to say. "And what did you say?" She asks.
"I said yes." I reply, a grin.
"Well then. Congratulations. When are you going out?"
"I'm not sure yet, but we're planning to go skating with my school friends and Sam."
I answer.
"Oh, well that sounds fun! Give me a heads up though, so I have time to find your old skates!" I laugh.
"I'll make sure to! Please don't tell dad yet. I want to wait for a little bit."
"Okay that's fine, but you will have to tell him eventually." My mom pulls in the driveway. I don't waste any time, I make sure I have my backpack, before I run into the house. I dash up the stairs. My sister turns around, since I flung open our room door. I slam it behind me. She looks at me questioningly. I'm so out of breath, I can't talk. Instead, I just shove my phone, with my beautiful new lock screen on it, into her hands.
She looks from it to me. Then she just stares. I start to get nervous. I don't know why she isn't saying anything. Then she smiles.
"Congratulations! Tell me everything! How did he ask you?" She starts peppering me with a million questions. I laugh.
"Calm down! I'll tell you! But you can't tell anyone." I say the last part sternly.
"Ok I won't. But why?" She asks.
"We aren't telling many people, just our close friends and family. I'm not dealing with the hate. I got some after someone re-posted that pic of us with Jace and Sean. And I'm not interested in reliving it." I see Sam's face pale.
"You got hate?" She looks really nervous. I nod my head yes. I wonder why she looks so fidgety. Then it dawns on. A fan account posted it. I saw Sam's Henry Danger account. Does that mean she posted it? My own sister, set me up for hate. Maybe she just wanted to drag me into the world of hate, like the kind she was getting. I bite my lip. I will myself not to yell at her. "Why didn't you tell me you were getting hate?" She says to me, looking concerned. She moves towards me, as if to console me. But I snap. I can't take it any longer.
"MAYBE FOR THE SAME REASON YOU DIDN'T TELL ME ABOUT YOURS! OR THE FACT THAT YOU POSTED THE PIC ON YOUR FAN ACCOUNT!" I yell at her. Her face immediately falls. I feel so ashamed. I don't know where that came from. My sister looks crestfallen.
"Oh. So you found out about that, huh?" She looks down at her feet. I can tell she's upset, but for whatever reason, the way she said that sentence, just sets me off again.
"YEAH I SAW IT! WHAT DID YOU THINK? EVERYTHING WOULD BE FINE? OR WERE YOU JUST TRYING TO DRAG ME INTO HATE, SINCE YOU WERE GETTING IT TOO!" I yell. I can feel the tears to starting to run down my cheeks. Sam looks at me, surprised.
"Katie, I never meant..."
"Save it!" I cut her off. I grab one of my numerous hoodies off my bed, and run down the stairs. "I'm going for a walk!" I call to my mom in the kitchen. Before I run out the door. I start walking up the street. I don't know where I'm going, I just know I need to get away. Tears are streaming down my face, and I'm still upset, but the fresh air is helping me to think straight. My phone starts to ring, it's Karly. I know it's long distance, but it will be good to hear from her. No matter how nice my new friends are, I still miss her.
"Hello?" I say into the phone.
"Hey girl! what's new?" Karly's being her usual, perky self.
"Nothing much." I reply. There's no emotion in my voice. I tried to sound happy, but I just couldn't do it.
"Ok, what's wrong?" Karly asks. She knows me well. I sniffle, then I explain what happened with the hate. I realize I need to tell her everything, so she hears about Jace, about my new friends, absolutely everything. When I'm done giving her an earful, there's only silence on the other end of the line.
"Katie, that's a lot for you to deal with. Especially with the move, and everything." She pauses. My stomach is in knots. "I wish you'd told me. I mean I get that we don't live close to each other anymore, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't have helped." She continues, her tone is very neutral, so I can't tell how she really feels. My eyes begin to well up once again.
"I know. I'm so sorry. I wish I'd at least told you about Jace." I say. I'm having a hard time getting the words out, I'm crying really hard. A few people walking by give me looks. I've ended up in a park, and I crumble onto the soft grass.
"So you had a crush on Jace, this whole time?" Karly asks me. I sniffle.
"Yeah. He asked me out." I tell her. I smile. It was only a few hours ago, but it was so cute, the way he asked me.
"You're just telling me now?" Karly exclaims. I can hear the smile in her voice. It's nice to talk to someone who knows Jace, and me.
"Yeahhhh."
"Well tell me everything! When did it happen? How? Where?" She yells, she's laughing though.
"Umm. Like 2 hours ago." I say.
"What? You're insane! You know that?" I laugh. There's still tears pouring down my face. I'm sure to any passerby, I look ridiculous.
"Well, he asked me to speak french. And I called him 'friend' and yeah... It kind of just happened."
"Kind of like Henry's job?" Karly asks, teasingly.
"YOU GET ME!" I exclaim. We both start laughing like crazy. A mom playing frisbee with her young kid flashes me a weird look. I decide I better get up and leave.
"Listen Katie, I need to hear more. But my mom's yelling at me to do some school work, so I gotta go."
"Bye! Love ya!" I smile. And hang up. I wipe my face, my makeup is probably all smudged and gross, but I can't really do anything about it, standing in the middle of park. There's a text from Sam on my phone.