It was nearly ten o’clock when Caden arrived. Mom had been out for a couple hours now, leaving me with Mason. I didn’t mind the fact that Caden was late; it felt like the good old days. Mason had woken up a few times through-out the evening, to eat dinner, but now he was sound asleep in his room.
I was laying downstairs, watching TV when the door opened. I glanced up, seeing Caden’s head poke out. My eyes narrowed at his late arrival as he walked in, shutting the door behind him.
I didn’t question why Caden was able to get into my house, assuming Mom gave him a set of keys.
Caden walked over to me, running a hand over his hair. It was crazy, sticking out in all directions. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why he was late. Still, I couldn’t help myself to ask when he sat down next to me.
“Why are you late?” I snapped quietly.
He sighed, leaning his head back and looking at me “I was busy”
“Yeah, ‘busy’” I air-quoted.
“My one friend needed my help” he frowned, explaining.
I rolled my eyes, mumbling, “Sure” under my breath.
“Whatever” Caden muttered “Is Mason asleep?”
“Yeah, he’s sick.”
“Did you give him medicine?”
“Of course I did! I’m not going to let him get sicker!” I snapped, a little offended he had to ask. Caden raised his hands, a sign of peace.
“I was just asking”
“No one asked you”
“You’re so grumpy”
I ignored him, refusing to continue this immature argument. I always felt so immature when Caden was around. He brought out the whiney child in me.
Caden rubbed his eyes, yawning.
“So how’s your mom?” He asked after a few awkward moments.
I shrugged “She’s fine. That’s normal for her. Sorry you had to witness it”
“I never thought it would be that bad. I thought your mom was a little bit more responsible than that. I’m sorry, Pumpkin” He said, sounding sincere.
I didn’t want pity though. I didn’t want him to know. Now he’d pity me. And if anyone else at school found out…
“Just… forget it, Caden” I muttered, crossing my arms “I don’t want your pity.”
“Does Mason know she gets drunk?” Caden asked, ignoring me.
I sighed irritably “Yes, he knows to avoid her too. He hates this just as much as I do. Don’t you dare talk to him about this though”
“I had no intentions of doing that” He said,
“Just forget about it.” I muttered, getting embarrassed.
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A Mistaken Kiss
Teen FictionJoanna(Joey) has spent most of her life since her parents' divorce caring for her three year old brother, Mason. That's what she does while her mother goes out every night with a random guy. Joey's life has revolved around her brother. But when her...
