What have I done?
I’m so stupid!
There’s stupid, and then there’sstupid. And I’m the second one.
My hand reaches out to grip the door handle so I can escape, but his hand encloses around mine, stopping me. I don’t look at him. I can’t. I’m too ashamed.
Who kisses someone that’s just trying to comfort them?
Me, that’s who.
I could still feel his gaze on me, but I keep my eyes focused on a speck of dirt on his window. Then suddenly, he’s leaning over me and grabbing the seatbelt, pulling it over my body and strapping me in before the car’s ignition starts, and he’s reversing out of the spot.
“Where do you live?” He asks.
“I can just walk from here, stop the car and I’ll get out.” I don’t want to be more of an inconvenience.
“Where do you live, Lilly?” He asks, well, more like demands.
“Forty-seven Summers Avenue.” I respond, gulping.
He doesn’t say anything as he drives out of the parking lot, heading in the direction of my house. My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I maneuver to get it out, glancing down at the screen with glazed over eyes, I groan. I can’t take this on top of everything else.
Elizabeth:I invited Kyle to Maggie’s party, he said you broke up with him.
Elizabeth:Care to explain?
Me:There’s nothing to explain.
Elizabeth:You’re ruining your life, Lilith.
Elizabeth:Firstly with this pathetic writing stuff? And then breaking up with the one guy who sets you straight?
Me:Writing isn’t pathetic.
Elizabeth:You’re a disappointment to me.
Disappointment.
Her response shouldn’t come as a surprise,it doesn’t. But it still hurts hearing those words written from the woman who birthed me, the one who’s meant to love me unconditionally.
A tear drops from my eye, but I don’t make a move to wipe it.
Another slips, and then another.
My phone drops in my lap, and I gaze out the window, theworld going by like normal. Leave it up to Elizabeth to make my shitty day even shittier. It’s almost like it’s her specialty and she knows exactly the right time to annoy me.
I don’t even know why I texted her back, I should’ve ignored her. Should’ve blocked her number when I moved out. But for some unknown reason my heart still thinks there’s a chance that she’ll change, and she’ll forgive me for whatever I’ve done to make her hate me so much.
“We’re here.” Greyson announces.
I blink, multiple tears falling as I glance around to see we’re outside my house. Turning in his direction, I unplug my seatbelt and open the door, getting out.
“Lilly.”
I can’t look at him. Not only did I throw him into my drama with Kyle and implied we were dating, but I also kissed him! I kissed him when all he was doing was trying to comfort me.
He probably thinks I’m unstable, insecure, and a total fucking train wreck—which isn't far from the truth.
