Chapter twenty five
Oh shit, I forgot I was so caught up with Emma and our moments of confession that I forgot to be at the love of my life`s practice.
“Oh my God. Adrian I`m so sorry. “ I peeked to my sister in the living room silently watching the TV. There was no way I could leave her after what just transpired.
“Its cool. “
“ I really am sorry. Next time?”
“Yeah sure.” he actually sounded bummed. “Have a safe landing.” And then the line went silent after a beep. Will I regret having ditched him? No. But am I going to leave my sister after she let me see her so vulnerable like that. Double No.
“I am demanding juicy details when you get back.” Emma who had no doubt heard the entire conversation was leaning in the kitchen doorway startled me.
“Emma were you eavesdropping.”
“After seeing your reaction to the call and his contact name - if you can call it that- you really think I wouldn`t?”
Okay she had a point.
“Just because I saved his contact like a high school-er doesn`t meant I am going to throw away my extra years of maturing and go see some guy rather than stay with my sister. besides chicks over dicks.”
“You don’t have to stay with me, I think you should go see the guy.”
“You sure?” I asked holding my breath.
“Of cour-”
“Dicks here I come.” I yelled as I raced out of the kitchen to go to my bedroom and change out of my pyjamas. As I went up the stairs I heard my sister say “Maturity really isn't by age.”
“Neither is love.” I called out back to her. “And our love is true.” I whispered to myself.
But Adrian apparently didn’t know that.
After two bus trips I arrived at the stadium they usually had their practices even though I know they were likely done or almost. I went anyway since Adrian sounded upset that I couldn’t make it. But Adrian didn’t look upset at all. He was busy with not one but two girls. Both of whom were totally out of my league and probably referred to PJs as Private jets just like Adrian.
I gathered what was left of my shredded dignity and went back home for once I was glad I didn’t have to a car and wouldst have to drive home because the entire roads would look so blurry. I cant believe I thought we had some thing going on I guess I`d have to delete my pdf of cute baby names for young couples who eloped. Men were despicable beings and Adrian Peterson was their leader.
It was getting dark when I went back home listening to Ed Sheeran`s Happier blasting on my head phones modifying the lyrics as I sang along.
I saw you in another`s arms ,
Only some hours we've been apart . . .
But if she breaks your heart like lovers do,
Just know that I`ll be waiting here for you.
“Uh oh.” my sister said after seeing my tear streaked face as she answered the door.
“Is the witch back yet.” I asked sniffling.
“Yeah but she was too high to be annoying. I think she is asleep now.”
“Oh Emma, I`m going to become a nun.” I let my body fall on the three seater.
“woah . . . start from the beginning. Who is he?”
“My future husband, or so I thought.” Emma patiently waited for me to continue, with my head on her lap and her fingers wiping of the constant streak of tears on my face she looked like the elder one but I was too wrapped up in my emotions to care.
I took out my phone and searched his contact.
“You know the hearts that I saved his contact with, each of the hearts meant some thing to our future relationship. The pink heart for example symbolizes when our first daughter wins ballerina of the year, or so I thought.” I edited out all the hearts and replaced them with devil head emojis. I heard Emma squeak and looked up at her and it looked like she was holding back laughter. I glared at her through blurry eyes.
“You think my pain is funny?
“No, no, no its a pain of laughter er.. I mean laughter of pain.”
Completely unconvincing but I let it slide.
“He wasn’t happy to see you?” She asked, the fake sweetness in her voice almost gave me diabetes. It was obvious that she was getting a kick our of it. Forget men, sisters are the worst. But I continued my tales of woes because Beast will want to kill him, and yes I was pissed but I didn’t want Adrian dead. And at least my sister was trying to hide it emerald would laugh into my face. And who else could I tell.
“Happy?” I scoffed. “I wouldn't know cause it was shoved down the throats of a bunch of girls.”
“Bunch of girls?” I could almost hear Emma`s brows lifting in disbelief. This girl was focusing on the wrong things.
“Yes Emma,” I said annoyed she wasn’t grieving with me. “it was like an orgy.” I lied and then froze quickly remembering despite her being smart she was still fourteen.
“An orgy? In the middle of a stadium.”
“How do you know what an orgy is?” I said wondering if my mom had even had the talk with her before she passed away.
“I am fourteen not four. Besides birds and trees talk.”
“Was it the birds and trees that told you to get a male prostitute?” I muttered loud enough that she heard me.”
“Oh God Cat, seriously?”
“Sorry, I`m in pains” I quickly played the heart break card and she heaved a sigh.
“For the record I`m not proud of it. Its just I wish I could be more attractive. I mean we all say a pretty face doesn't matter its what Inside that counts, but only a hand full of people act like it. No one even stays long enough to see beneath the facade.”
“You are prettier than me.” I spluttered.
“What?” She was understandably confused.
I sat ran a hand through my hair before letting them relax on my lap.
