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Her cell phone rang, cutting me off. We jumped at the sound, and I flew off her as she reached for her backpack to grab it.
“Dad,” she answered. “Yeah, no, I know. I know, Dad. I’ll be home soon. Okay, love you too.” She hit end and sat up, and our eyes locked from the short distance between us.
Neither one of us said anything. Our intense gazes spoke for themselves.
“I have to go,” she stated, breaking the silence.
I nodded.
“Okay.” She got up first, and I quickly followed.
She walked her bike back to her house while I walked next to her. We were dead silent on the long hike to her home.
Once we were in front of her house, I announced, “I’ll pick you up in the morning for school.”
She nodded, not meeting my eyes.
I got my driver’s license a few months ago, so I was basically her new chauffeur.
“You don’t have to.”
“I want to,” I simply stated. “I’ll see you in the morning.” Stepping in, I kissed her cheek. “Sweet dreams, Livvy.”
She half smiled. “Yeah, you too.”
She made her way up the steps to the front door, and at the last second, before she opened it, she spun to look at me again. I nodded for her to go inside, and I didn’t realize I still stood there when she looked out her bedroom window. I remained there with all the emotions and confusion wrapped around me like a vise.
Consuming me.
At that moment, I understood…
Livvy truly was my girl.
ChapterFive
Livvy
Eighteen Years Old
Guys askedme to go to prom left and right, but I turned each one of them down. I decided I didn’t want to go, so I didn’t even bother buying a ticket. Something held me back from wanting to attend and enjoy the special night of my senior year. Something was missing, and I couldn’t figure out what it was. The night every senior had been waiting for all our lives was finally here, and I’d be spending it on the couch, watching a horror movie.
Ethan just happened to be out of town, so I was alone for the evening. Our friendship was the same as always, nothing changed between us after we kissed. Throwing on one of his hoodies, I walked into the kitchen and ran into my dad. Not saying one word to him, I went to the fridge instead.
“How long are you going to continue the silent treatment toward me, Elizabeth?”
“Why does it matter?” I turned to face him. “You got what you wanted.”
“I didn’t want the silent treatment from my only baby girl.”
“I’m not a baby anymore. I’m an adult who you still want to control.”
“Wanting you to have the best education is not control.”
“I could have the best education at South Carolina University too.”
He narrowed his stare at me. “You really want to compare Stanford to SCU?”
“As a matter of fact, I do.”
