You're Not Enough

Chapter 86

After getting dressed for school, I walk out of my room and down the hall to my parent's room; I knock on the door. Hard. My father opens the door quickly. He has a frantic look on his face. His white shirt is unbuttoned, and he has on his black dress pants.

"Jay?! Are you okay?" he asks, clearly panicked by my hard knocking.

"You know mom's gone, right? Did you know she was leaving early for the trail?"

He turns around and walks over to his dresser. "Yes, I knew," he says with his back facing me.

"And you didn't say anything?" I yell.

He turns around to me and finishes buttoning his shirt. I talked to your mother, and she said she wanted to tell you herself."

"Why did she leave?"

"She wanted to get there and settle in," he replies.

"How long will she be gone?"

He buttons the last button on his shirt and then throws a light blue tie over his neck. "I don't know, trails don't really have a scheduled end date." he doest seem as upset as I am. I mean, that's his wife; shouldn't he be a little disappointed at the fact she's going to be gone for almost a month or two? Did he even see her before she left?

"So, everything's alright?"

He walks away from me and goes rummaging through a drawer. "Everything's fine,"

"Are you guys having problems?"I come out and ask. No need to beat around the bush, I hold my breath and wait for a response.

He turns back around, "Jay, we're married." He tilts his head to the side. "There's always going to be problems." His phone rings; I look over at the bed where it's at. "You go ahead and get out of here. You don't want to be late for school," he says. I turn around and head for the door. "Oh, and go see Ms.Moore before your first period."

"Why?" I ask.

"She wants to talk to you."

"About?"

He rolls his eyes and lets out an exasperated sigh.

"Nevermind," I say.

"Bye!" he says, drawing out the word.

I grab my book bag out of my room, walk downstairs, and leave. Once I get into my car, I take my phone out of my bookbag and call Travis.

He answers after the first ring. "So, you call when you're ready to call?"

"Do you need something?"

"Yeah, we need to talk," he says sternly. "Meet me now."

"I can't."

"Why the hell not?" he growls.

"I have to go to school. I started back today."

"Well, skip," he blurts out.

"I can't skip." Even though I'm tempted to skip, of course not with him, then again, I can't skip school Ms.Moore is expecting me. "I have-"

"Just meet me across the street from your school. At 12."

"Okay." He hangs up the phone. I unzip my bag and take out the envelope of money. I put it into the glove department. The last thing I need is for me to misplace that. I turn my car on and pull off.

...

I'm down the street from my school; I've been sitting here at the stop sign for about five minutes now. I can't bring myself to drive up the hill. I'm so scared. I'm nervous. What will people say? Have they been making rumors about me? I'm sure they have. Violet told everyone I was sick. I doubt they believe it. Maybe I should've told Violet and James I was coming that way; they could've been at the front waiting for me, so I wouldn't have to walk into the school by myself. Everyone goes in at the last minute, so I know there are still endless kids outside of the school. I rest my head on the steering wheel.