The Hellish Daughter of a Butler

Third wheeling

Toffee visited me a few days later. He wasn't alone, though. Matchstick was with him. I've actually barely talked to him before. The only time I ever said more than one sentence to him was when I had to say Toffee was into him. He asked if I wanted to go with him and MS to Hudson's cafe, and which of course, I said yes to. I mean, I wanted to spend more time with him, and this was a great chance to do that. And maybe get to know Matchstick more too.

It wasn't too far from my house, so we just walked from there. I talked to Toffee, and it felt nice. Matchstick didn't say anything though... he just... stared at me. The whole time. It honestly made me a bit uncomfortable. I tried to ignore it, but I couldn't. I don't know why it bothered me so much.. any other time I just ignored people looking at me. I kept talking with Toffee, even though I started feeling worse.

We finally arrived, and I said hi to Hudson. Technically speaking, his husband, Cuby, is my brother. So he's my brother-in-law. I never really thought about it, but since Matchstick is Cuby's son, we're related. Huh. Just another person I know that I'm apparently related to. He let us eat for free, which was nice. Hudson tried getting a hug from Matchstick, but he very clearly refused. He eventually just gave up.

He took our orders, and I got some strawberry shortcake. It's my favorite. I usually get it with my dad when we come here. I don't remember what Toffee and Matchstick got.

I kept trying to talk to Toffee, but he wouldn't pay attention to me anymore. He kept talking to MS, getting closer to him. I eventually just stopped trying and sat in silence. I didn't even eat the cake I don't think. But I could tell Matchstick kept looking at me again. Not even a full on stare, just glances. Why was this bothering me so much? Nothing ever got to me before.

I felt uncomfortable still. I started trying to talk to Toffee again, but to no avail. This time he kept telling me to stop. He had seemed agitated at this point.... but.. what did I do? If he didn't want me to even talk to him, why did he invite me to just be a burden?

Now I just felt mad. I didn't want to be here anymore. I tried talking to Toffee one more time. When I did, he yelled,

"Oh my god, WB, can you actually just stop!? You're always so annoying to me! To everyone! God, why did I even invite you to come here? You just interrupted us the ENTIRE TIME! Can you just leave!?"

He stared at me, looking truly angry. The cafe was almost empty, but any noise that was once there had stopped.

And that's when it happened.

I started crying.

I had never cried before. Nothing had bothered me before. I hadn't cared before. So why was it different now? Why was I feeling what I was? I couldn't take it anymore. I quickly got up and ran out of the cafe. I think Cuby or Hudson tried to call after me, but I'm not sure.

I could barely see where I was going, but I didn't really care. My face felt wet and hot. I suddenly felt so tired and weak, a knot was in my stomach. I basically just ran around aimlessly for an hour, maybe two. It was dark out now.

I eventually came home. My parents could've been worried, but I don't know, maybe they didn't care about me either. I didn't feel like going inside. I was still crying too. I didn't like how it felt. I just laid on the front steps until I eventually fell asleep.

I woke up inside my house in my parents bed. I didn't feel like being awake. I hated that my face was still stained with tears. I felt strained. I wiped my sleeve over my eyes hard, making my vision off, my eyes hurting, but I didn't mind. I just closed them again and drifted slowly back to sleep.