When we get home she asks me what happened. All I can say is I'm sorry. I tell her the whole story, the only exception is it actually hurting me. I tell her it doesn't bother me, I don't tell her everytime I read one of those hate comments it feels like someone punching me in the stomach, I feel something inside of me die, every time.
Soon she forgets all about that and moves onto the subject of me ditching, crap. She yells for a while asks me why ditched (I stick with the forgot a assignment at home excuse) and says how disappointed she is in me. Just like another blow to the stomach. Eventually she leaves for work again and leaves me alone. I go upstairs and curl up on my bed. I go to skype Summer when I get a skype. I anwser it.
"Hey" I say.
"Hi" says the caller.
"Who are you?" I ask.
The person calls me some names I'm not willing to repeat and hangs up. I pull my legs to my chest and let the sobs take over. A few hours later I wake up with the stiff feeling on my cheeks you get after crying. I wipe my once again, smudged makeup off and splash cool water on my face.
When I finnaly realize whats happening I let it sink in. I got mad. Really mad. I grab my phone and skype the person back. When they pick up they sound sleepy. I look at my clock. 11:56 P.M. Wooops. I didn't think it was that late but I am so mad I don't care. I yell a little. Say some things I'm not proud of and hang up.
I pace back and forth in my room for a while wishing I had not done that. My stomach growls and I go downstairs to eat. My moms still up. Weird. I almost go up to her then I see that man again, sitting next to her. They are watching TV together and talking. She calls him Josh, now I know his name. I never liked the name Josh. Now that I really think about it I'm not sure I want her dating him, Josh.
I walk silently to the kitchen and put a poptart in the toaster. When it pops up I put it in my mouth and run upstairs. I have a ton of homework so I start doing that until I hear my moms door close. Soon after the front door closes and I know he, Josh, is gone.