The New Boy

Chapter 15

Two weeks went by and Kylie and I decided to do a sleepover at her house. Her parents were out of town and the only person that would be home would be her older sister, Kimberly. Kimberly was twenty four years old and she lived with her husband and four year old daughter in another state. She came home with her daughter, Bree. She was such an adorable little girl.

Kimberly was the first child of Mr and Mrs Cargo. She got married when she was twenty two and the wedding was just so beautiful. Kimberly and Kylie looked alike except that you could see who's older.

Anyway, Kylie had been doing well in terms of her breakup with Tim. I was not allowed to mention his name whenever I was around Kylie so that it would not disturb her healing process. They did their project over text and they agreed to never meet or talk to each other and when that project was over, they would cut all contact.

Tim apologized a few times, asking Kylie to get back together with him, saying that it was 'a mistake'. Bullshit! I was glad that Kylie did not give in to that, although she almost did.

She came to me that day and said, "Tim said he's sorry and he loves me, it was a mistake."

"Okay." I replied nonchalantly.

"Okay?"

"Yea, okay."

"That's all you're going to say?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Yep."

"Seriously Elle?"

"What do you want me to say, we both know he's lying, you shouldn't even be contemplating your response about this. Just say no."

"He seemed sincere."

"Obviously." I sarcastically remarked.

"Right, Elle, I get that you don't like Tim because he took our girl-time but that's a bit harsh. Everybody deserves a second chance."

"Hm! Interesting. First of all, you are wrong. I don't dislike Tim because he stole girl-time. I hate, not even dislike, I hate that he broke your heart. That's why I hate him Kylie. Screw girl-time." I could not believe her at that moment. She was totally trying to piss me off.

"Everybody deserves a second chance Elle."

"Second chance is just a euphemized way of telling the person, "hey sure, you can fuck me over again, it's no biggie." You'd be giving him a pass to make you miserable all over again, that's just stupid." Sure my statement was a bit cynical but I was right, the person cheated right in front of her eyes and she believed that it was a mistake. Love does blind a person for real.

"When did you become so cynical, love conquers all."

"You love him, he does not love you." There, I said it, that's what she wanted to hear right? She was really pushing me and really, there was no way of sugar quoting that.

"Ouch! Geez girl! You're being so cold tonight."

"No, I'm being honest with you. You saw him cheat. He isn't sorry that he cheated, he's only apologizing because you caught him. If you hadn't, he would still be cheating and you'd still be oblivious and blind in love."

"Actually, as much as that hurts, you are right. But I still love him, what am I supposed to do? aren't I supposed to fight for the one I love?"

"Right, right okay listen, I'm not saying stop loving him right away. I'm sure that's not going to be easy but you don't have to show him that you love him. Keep your distance and don't show him that you care, and you'll only see his sincerity if he does not give up on you. Don't make it too easy for him. And well I still feel like you should be working on getting over him anyway. Second chances are not for cheaters, he knew it was wrong but he still went on and did it and the fact that he calls it a mistake makes it clear that he didn't even mean his apology."

"What would I do without you though?" She asked.

"Nothing, now pass me that remote."

I was so glad that I had convinced her. It's usually  hard to advise a girl that's in love and it's also hard to advise a person that does not believe in love and by that I mean Henry. So those two were exact opposites and I was in the middle. I was not even associating with the opposite sex, what kind of a teenager was I?

I got into Kylie's house and Kimberly opened the door.

"Hi Kim."

"Hey Elle, how are you?"

"Tired. How are you?"

"Tired as well, I've been playing hide and seek with Bree. I had to pretend like she is good at hiding, and she is not." She said the last sentence in a soft voice so that Bree would not hear her. I laughed at her.

"Where is Bree?" I asked.

"Kylie is bathing her, she enjoys playing aunt and that saves me from a lot of things. I get to have a break."

"You're lucky you have a sister like her." I said.

"Yea I am. If it was Jack and Max, they would never do that."

Jack and Max were Kylie's older brothers. Jack was twenty years old and studying some type of engineering while Max was twenty two and doing his final year in studying Law. Then we had Billy who was three years old and the last born. It was weird that Billy was Bree's uncle but he was younger than Bree. The thought that Mr and Mrs Cargo waited fifteen years to have another baby, ruining the gap that they always had of two years.

"I know right, Jack is even better, Max would never. He would be complaining about men not taking care of babies and all that crap."

"You know him so well. Anyway, let me go rest, you guys are on toddler duty tonight. I'll take her at about eight okay?" She told me and went upstairs. I followed after her and got into Kylie's room. She was bathing the child in her bathroom so I got in there.

"Hi you two."

"Hey. Say hi to auntie Elle, say hi auntie Elle." Kylie said to Bree in a baby-like voice. Bree seemed to be shy so she just waved and put her index finger in her mouth.

"How are you Bree?" I leaned forward and asked her.

"Good thanks. How are you?" Her voice was so cute, I wish I had a baby sister. Why didn't my parents rethink having another child, it's too late now because my mother was forty six years old.

"I am almost done, then I'm taking her to Kimberly so that we can have our night."

"Oh about that, Kim said that she's sleeping and will take Bree at eight, so our night can only start then. Where's Billy?"

"Ugh! Kimberly. She only asked you because she knew you would agree and convince me. He's sleeping in my parents' room. They'll play once he wakes up." She said.

I left the bathroom and went to sit on Kylie's bed. I scrolled through my phone and texted back whoever had texted and also scrolled through random Instagram posts. My life was dull to the point that I did not even have a crush that I could stalk on Instagram. Damn! I should get a life.

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When Kimberly had taken her child, Kylie and I were already exhausted from playing hide and seek, dodgeball, patty-cake and countless other kids games. On second thought, I loved being the only child.

I sprawled on Kylie's King sized bed and closed my eyes. She woke me up and told me that we had to finish the episodes of 13 Reasons Why and I groaned out of bed to go downstairs to watch T.V. Kylie did not have a TV in her room because her parents said that her grades would slip and she would spend most of her time on Netflix- yes, the same parents that let her skip school to nurse her heartbreak. Now that was what I called contradictories but anyway, who was I to question their parenting skills? One thing for sure was that, if I ever had kids, no child of mine was going to skip school to nurse his or her heartbreak. I wasn't going to raise a weakling, you suck it up and go to school.

I had already fallen asleep on the eighth episode but Kylie stayed up the whole night watching. That pretty much sucked because chances of her spoiling it for me, were quite high. Kylie got too excited when she watched shows before me and she blurt, which is why we preferred to watch everything together.

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