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Abbie:
Ask her what her deal is.
She didn’t know if she believed her mother was actually freaking out. Maybe in theI’m not getting what I want and Abbie won’t let me control herway, but not in the way that she was actually worried about Abbie or why she’d gone quiet. She was more worried about her image.
That’s all she’d ever been worried about.
It was one of the many reasons why Abbie left. So she could do what she wanted, when she wanted, and not have to worry about her mother losing her mind when she did something that would inevitably make the family look bad.
Which seemed to be every time she breathed.
She turned her attention back to her phone, sighing as she read Chris’ message.
Chris:
She won’t tell me.
Why did it fall on her to talk about it? Why wouldn’t her mother just tell him? Was this some weird punishment? By making her recount the story over and over? Or maybe she knew Abbie wouldn’t want to stir the pot and she was hoping it would be enough to get her to move back home.
Whatever the reason, she was tired of giving in. A year ago, she’d told her family and herself that she was done. That she was walking away. She wanted to do what she wanted because she was tired of living under her mother’s dictating rule. But she was still doing it. Still jumping when her mother said to, still scrambling to obey.
Well, no more.
She was done.
So, instead of responding to his text like she normally would, she ignored it and moved to Jett’s messages, immediately feeling lighter. A smile spread, and warmth bloomed in her chest.
Jett:
Another movie night? We can do it at my place since we were at yours last night. Anything you want, pretty girl.
He was inviting her over? That was a big step, right? Sure, he’d been at her place last night but it hadn’t exactly been planned. This was an actual plan. An invite.
Abbie:
I’d love to. But I have an early class in the morning.
Jett:
So, bring an overnight bag and stay the night.
She stared at the text.
Yeah, this was definitely a big step. She wanted to do it. Wanted to know what it was like to fall asleep and wake up next to him. She wanted to play house with him, even if it was just for the night. Get a glimpse of her future with him.
Was that too much? Probably. He said he was all in, and he’d put a label on them and their relationship. But that didn’t mean forever…right?
She didn’t want to believe that. So, she decided to stay in her deluded fantasy land and say it did mean forever.
* * *
Jett was a nervous wreck.He didn’t know why he’d invited her over. She told him her place was a mess last night, but when he walked into his house, he seemed to notice every imperfection.
Fuck. He wished he lived in a nicer place so he could impress her. It wasn’t a shithole, but she deserved a palace; not a little two bed, one bath house on the side of town that wasn’t exactly considered the wrong side of the tracks, but was still so far from the fancy neighborhoods, it might as well be considered the fucking slums.
He took a deep breath as he ran his hand over his head. It was going to be fine. He’d cleaned everything the best he could, dusted every surface, and even mopped as quickly as possible.
Was it enough? Would she take one look, scoff, and leave?
