Figuring it out

Chapter 2

I walk the 45 minutes to Sophie's house. It was a freezing day, but by the time I got there I was sweating. Sophie has a car and if she hadn't of driven of so fast I could have gotten a lift. I knock on the door and Sophie answers. She looks at me wide eyes and steps out on the porch and shuts the door behind her.
"What are you doing? I need to sit down, I've walked miles. My feet are killing"

"You can't come here"

"What?"

"I don't need my parents finding out as well Cleo. It's too risky now. I don't need this drama. It was fun while is latest, but it can't go on anymore"

"Fun while is lasted? We were seeing each other for six months! It wasn't some fling, some one night stand. I love you!"

"Yes but everything has changed now your mom has found out"

"I need your help and your turning me away. This was you as well not just me. I've been kicked out by my own mother and now you won't even let me in your house"

"I'm sorry Cleo" she turned back and shut the door behind her without another glance at me.

Tears instantly filled my eyes. I turned away and walked away as quick as I could. I didn't want to Sophie to see the effect she had on me. I walked to I don't know where. I didn't even know where I was. But the tears didn't stop the whole time. Anyone driving past must thought I was crazy. I must of looked a mess. Eyeliner was probably all down my face, my eyes red, my cheeks flushed and my nose running.

How could she have done that to me? Like I meant nothing. Like I was just a fling that she would forget about. I thought we were much more than that. I thought we were in love. Maybe it just meant more to me than her. I understand she doesn't want her parents to find out, but I didn't either. It doesn't mean she can just forget about me and everything we have been through together. I thought this would be another thing we would go through together. I was in it for the good and the bad times. I would have supported her through anything.

Am I in the wrong? Of course I don't want her to go through what I am going through either. The look on my mother's face when she walked in I will never forget. But I just thought we could support each other through it.

I don't have any other family in this town. I have no where to go. I'm homeless. It's already late and I have no money to stay at a motel.
Shit.