From Cheerleader to Emo

Suprise?

KATE MOORE

"Hello?" I answer.

"Kate?" A voice asks.

"Um yeah, who is this?" I mumble.

The voice sounded familiar, like I had heard it before.

~TJ~

"Um yeah, who is this?" Kate asked the person on the phone.

I couldn't hear the conversation, but I heard mumbling. Then Kate's face dropped.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

She ignores my question and continues to talk to the person on the phone.

"I- I don't know what to say," she mutters.

"Okay," she breaths. "Yeah, okay, Bye?" She takes the phone away from her ear and hangs up.

"Who was that?" I ask, my voice dripping in concern.

"It's not important, I'm gonna go for a car ride. I'll uh, I'll see you later," she mumbles, and walks out the front door.

Zero and Destrey walk over to me.

"Where's she going?" Zero asks.

"I don't know. She got a call from a private number. She wouldn't tell me who it was," I explain.

"She'll be fine," Destrey shrugs.

~~KATE MOORE~~

I park my car outside my old house, and walk inside.

"Mom?" I call out.

"Kate! I'm so sorry about kicking you out! It's just you came home, and you were a different person, I snapped. Sorry," my mom spews out an apology, so fast I can hardly understand her.

"It's fine. What happened to my father?" I ask.

"He got in a car accident when you were a kid," she smiles sadly.

"Where?" I ask.

"On the way home from work, on highway," she answers almost automatically.

"What car was he driving?" I continue to ask questions.

"Um, he was in a taxi," she answers.

"Liar," I mutter under my breath.

"What?" She asks confused.

"Lair, you're a fucking liar!" I shout, "My dad is not dead. He told me everything, you kicking him out, the story you made up!"

"Fuck!" She screams. "That man had to ruin everything! We were going to have a good life, you were going to move back home, join cheerleading again, we were going to be happy!"

"Are you fucking crazy! I've had a father all my life, and you wanted to deprive me of that? You're a fucking monster!" I cry and run out the door.

I sit in my car and text my dad.

"You were right, sorry I didn't believe you"

Less than a minute later I get a reply.

"It's okay, it wasn't your fault. Stop by my house and I'll explain everything if you want?"

"I'll be over in a minute"

~~~

I pulled up in front of an average sized house, with a little garden filled with flowers, that were beginning to dry out, because of the season change.