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She walks back to the stove. “Just fun? Nothing else?”
I get up to get a glass of water, more so I don’t have to face her as I talk with my head in the cupboard and grab a cup. “Yeah. Nothing special. We all just hung out.”
“Well, I’m glad you had fun. Go wake up your brother and let him know breakfast is almost ready.”
Guilt riddles me, so I walk up behind her, wrapping my arms around her and giving her a hug—my silent apology for something she knows nothing about.
I leave to go wake up Thomas before I start to cry from all the emotions running through me.
Dalton
I texted Natalie back, asking her to hang out with me today. It’s been two hours, and she hasn’t gotten back to me yet.
Wanting to get some things off my chest, I pick up the phone and call the only person I’ve ever really been able to talk to—my sister, Leslie.
She picks up on the second ring. “What’s up, baby bro?”
I take a few seconds to think about what Natalie has said about her family and how close they are. I guess that’s how I am with my sister. We’ve always joked that we only had each other. I’ve just never really thought about it that way.
“Hey, you got a second?” I ask.
“Sure. What’s up?”
I lie down on my bed, taking a big inhale, ready to spill all my thoughts. “I’ve been seeing someone,” I admit.
“Oh! So, that’s where this is going. Do tell. Do I know her?”
I chuckle to myself. Leslie is two years older. Though she knows of the Spencer family, she never really grew up with them the way I did.
“You know of her.”
“Okay,” she says slowly. “Who is she?”
“Natalie Spencer,” I blurt out.
She laughs instantly. “You’re joking, right?”
I grin to myself, thinking of how our relationship progressed. “I wish I were.”
“How the hell did that come about? I’m guessing her family doesn’t know.”
“That’s the problem. We were forced to do a school project together, and one thing led to another, but she’s all freaked out about her family.”
“Rightfully so.”
I throw my arm in the air in frustration. “Why?”
“You don’t know the whole story then.”
“What story?” I ask, exasperated.
“You do know our dad, right?” she asks, all snarky.
“All too well,” I say with a huff.
“Look out your window, toward their property.”
I get up and look out my window.
