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Chapter 13
One month later
Bryce
I never should have agreed to this. Alana says she doesn’t care about the kissing and hand-holding or phone calls I have with Kristi. But I do. The worst part is that I have feelings for Kristi. I haven’t even been able to kiss Alana in weeks. I know she senses the change, but she’s not really showing it. Alana herself has been distant lately too. She says it’s just school and that she wants to focus on it, but I have a feeling something else is going on. I wonder if she thinks more is going on with Kristi than what I promised her. But the strange part is, she brings up Kristi all the time. When I do talk about her to Alana, she lights right up, as if she’s happy I’m with Kristi. It’s almost like she wants me to be with Kristi for real. If that’s true, why can’t she just come out and say it? Should I just break up with Alana and give Kristi a real shot? Or should I break up with Kristi because my loyalties should lie with Alana. I don’t even know what to do. Alana and I have been together for years. So I feel as if I owe it to her to stay with her. But at the same time, I want to be with Kristi so damn bad; she’s all I can think about.
Times like this I wish I could talk to my brother, but we aren’t close. I don’t know if I would take his advice anyway, since he was the shithead that had two women on the go at once. And look how that turned out for him.
Either way, I have a feeling I’m going to hurt Kristi or Alana, possibly both. The more I get to know Kristi, the more I’m falling for her. I have been with Alana for years, and I love her, and now I’m torn because I don’t know if I’m ‘in love’ with her anymore. The worst part is, I’m falling in love with Kristi. Head over heels, thinking of what our children would look like, love.
Fuck, this whole situation is just so fucked up.
Before my thoughts go any further, a loud banging sounds at my front door.
“Open up you, dumbfuck!” Goddamn it, it’s my bitch mom.
I swing the door open and take in her appearance. My God, she looks like an anorexic junkie. Her dark brown hair is thrown up into a loose bun and her makeup is all smudged. “What are you doing here?”
She pushes past me and lets herself in. “I’m your mother, I can come here if I choose to.”
Closing the front door, I follow her into the living room. “Come on, spit it out. You only come to see me when you want something. Or to bitch about Vinny.”
“Don’t even say that boy’s name. He is no son of mine, and according to these papers I received last week, you won’t be for much longer, either.”
Good, she finally got them. I took some of the money from last month’s sales to get a lawyer and start the process of suing my mother over my father’s will. Considering she took and spent all my trust fund before I turned eighteen. She would have taken Vinny’s too, if he wasn’t of legal age when he started dating Lilly. She often bitched about that. Saying if she had known he was going to be with ‘that girl’ she would have taken all of his money, too.
Why she took mine, I have no idea. Not surprising though, she always said Vinny was her favorite, and I was just the mistake pregnancy.
“You’re not doing this to me. I refuse to allow you to do this!” Mom shouts at me, throwing the papers she just pulled out of her purse in my direction.
“You can’t really tell me what I can and can’t do. I’ve read over Dad’s will many times. You weren’t allowed to touch my money, yet you did, and you spent every last penny of it.”
“That money should have been mine. I was his wife.”
“Yeah, and you were a bitch. He hated you, so he didn’t leave you shit, except enough money to take care of us.”
“I never should have let your father talk me into raising you as my own,” she seethes. I flinch back.
“What?” I whisper out, shocked.
“Did you really think you were mine? God, you’re such an idiot. Why do you think I catered to Vinny’s every move, and didn’t give two shits about you? Your father was a drunk that knocked up some trailer trash whore that worked with him. Stupid girl died giving birth to you, and then I got stuck with you.”
Holy shit. This explains so much. I wonder if Vinny knows this shit.
“I only started liking you when I realized Vinny was throwing his life away for that trash bitch, Lilly, and I saw you were dating that Alana girl. I thought to myself, maybe I raised one of you right. Except now, I get these papers, and you’re suing me. Well, fuck you! There is no money left.”
Shaking my head out of my shock, I say, “That’s okay, because if there is no money, you’ll just go to jail. And since you are not my mother, you can get your ass out of my fucking house!”
I grab her by the arm and walk her to the front door, shoving her outside. “Don’t come back,” I say, as I slam it shut in her face.
Fuck.
I don’t have time to think about this shit right now, I have to pick up Kristi. I’ll worry about this shit later.
**
Kristi and I pull up to the bowling place in silence. When I picked her up tonight, she seemed like something was bothering her. Maybe we both should have canceled; I have my mom’s shit fucking up my head and she has something wrong. I don’t want to talk about my shit just yet, so I ask her what’s wrong.
