Shattered Dreams

Chapter 15

I'm so lost in my thoughts that I don't notice Jaxon pulling up by my house. A part of me is happy that I was able to drive while the other part is disappointed that I wasn't able to drive all the way home. Half way through the car ride, I couldn't do it anymore and had to pull up at a Starbucks to switch with Jaxon. I didn't have to say anything, he just got up and switched with me. My cheeks heat up in embarrassment as I recall that moment, Jaxon must have knew that I would not have been able to do it which is why he didn't question me. He slowly parks in my driveway and turns off the engine before breaking the silence. 

"Stop overthinking." My eyes snap up, a protest on my lips, but he continues, "Just be glad that you drove."

"I am..." I bite my bottom lip as I trail off. I open my mouth to continue but he cuts me off. "But-"

"But you're disappointed because you couldn't drive all the way back." His voice is flat but when looks up at meets my eyes, there's an unidentifiable emotion simmering in his eyes before its covered with his signature blank look. "Everything takes time, you still need practice before you get comfortable with driving again." 

"Yeah..."My eyes drop and I pull on a loose thread sticking out from my sleeve. "I guess."

"You guess?" Jaxon's voice sounds unconvinced and I force myself from sighing. "Believe it or not, Cyn, I'm willing to help." My head snaps up and I find myself staring at his eyes. There's a determined look in his eyes, along with another emotion which I can't identify. His hand lifts and he hesitates a bit before resting it on my cheek. "Cyn..." Before he can continue though, I catch movement in the corner of my eyes as the the front door to my house opens and Owen steps out. Jaxon eyes follow mine and when he notices Owen, his hand drops and his face is wiped of any emotions. Leaning back, I look down into my laps and try to think of something to say to break the awkwardness. When I can't think of anything, I quickly say goodbye and step out of the car. Owen turns and looks at me quizically  before he turns to Jaxons BMW. He stares at the car, trying to figure out who's seated behind the tinted glass, before Jaxon pulls out of my driveway and speeds off. As soon as his car's out of sight, Owen pulls me into the house. 

"Who was that?" He demands. Ignoring his tone, I ask innocently. 

"Who's who?" Owen stares at me blankly, waiting for me to cut the crap. "Okay. Okay. I'll tell you...but only if you tell me who you have been seeing." Owen rolls his eyes before shoving past me and going upstairs to his room. Anger flares up in me and I follow him to his room. Crossing my arms over my chest, I lean against the closed door while he jumps onto his bed. 

"Why are you hiding it from me? Is she someone important, are you falling in love with her? You know I would take your side and support you in anything." By now I've walked over to his bed and plopped down in front of him. I reach over beside him and pick up a pillow to put it in my lap. Resting my elbows on the pillow, I lean forward. "Is it someone Mom and Dad don't approve of? Oh c'mon, you know I'll side with you and we all know that Mom and Dad can't resist my charms. You'll have them approving her in no time with me by your side." I pause for a minute, waiting for him to reply. When he doesn't, a thought pops into my mind and I blurt out, "Wait...is it a boy? Nevermind, that doesn't make sense unless he wears girl lingerie." Owen looks up from his eyes after rolling his eyes and sighs. 

"She's not important. Okay? We still have to figure things out and then...maybe I'll tell you." My eyes widen and a sly smile creeps onto my face. 

"Ah! So it is just one girl though, huh? Thats strange... I never thought you would ever get over your player ways." Owen glares at me before throwing a pillow at me. Reflectively, I duck causing the pillow to fly over my head and hit its mark on...Mom? The door is still swinging shut when the pillow hits Mom's face, before falling onto the ground. I turn and peek at Owen's horror filled face before turning back to Mom. She rolls her eyes in annoyance before lifting the pillow off the ground and throwing it at Owen.