Kayla and I head out the door. “We expect you at practice tomorrow at five in the morning. We’ve got a meet at four thirty in the afternoon.”
“Thanks, Amber.”
My happy high should last all night, but it leaves as soon I approach my car. Danielle walks up to me and Kayla. She’s got a gloating smile, which makes my insides twist. “Just the person I wanted to talk to.”
Kayla snorts and I arch a brow. “What do you want?”
“I want you to know, no hard feelings. I didn’t plan this.” She rubs her stomach and I swear her smile grows bigger.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
She rubs her hand over her belly some more. “Didn’t you hear? I’m pregnant. Caleb’s the father.”
The earth shifts under me, sucking me into a black hole. This can’t be happening. He did have a relationship with her, though. They did stuff. Lots of stuff I’d rather not think about right now. The thought of it makes me want to hurl.
Danielle has a twinkle in her eye, like she’s laughing this up. I push past her and launch myself into my Mini Cooper. Kayla is whipping into the passenger seat and I honestly can’t tell you what happened next. I barely hear her mumble, “This is what I was trying to tell you about earlier.” I think she says more, but I tune her out. My heart feels like it’s in a vise and someone is slowly squeezing it to the point at which it will explode.
In a daze, I somehow managed to drop Kayla off. Her lips move, and I think she says, “Goodbye,” or maybe it’s “Call me.” I don’t really know. Once she shuts the door, I drive to Summit and enter Coffee Junky’s Dream. Alex talks to me, but I swear it’s like watching my life go on without me. A few fake smiles, laughs, and nods later, I convince Alex to give me my job back.
It’s pushing seven twenty when I arrive at Brian’s house. My mom smiles at me when I enter and tells me my dinner is in the microwave, but I ignore her. My eyes land on Caleb, who’s coming toward me. “How did it go?”
I flip him off, run up to my room, lock the door, and sit on my window seat. I can’t tell you how long I stare out the window. But it turns pitch-black outside. Hell, to make it worse, I had no idea my mom unlocked my door and set food beside me. But sure enough, there’s a plate with roasted chicken, potatoes, and green beans with bacon bits. I blink and push the food away. The last thing I want to do is eat.
A deep sigh from my doorway pulls my attention. “Did it not go well?” my mom asks.
“It went fine. I have practice in the morning and a meet after school.”
She closes the door behind herself and sits on the edge of my bed. “Liv, what’s wrong, honey? You haven’t said a word to me or anyone for hours now. You aren’t even eating. Were people at school … ” She swallows.
“No. Everything was fine.” Well, most of it. Up until Danielle told me she’s carrying Caleb’s child. I can’t tell my mom this. I barely want to believe it. I want to scream, “A part of me died. That’s what’s wrong. That stupid, sexy, jerkfaced boy across the hall stole my heart and got someone else knocked up!” But again, I can’t tell my mom any of this.
Oh God, did he know about this before he came to New York and brought me here? Because if he knew this and still confessed this supposed undying love to me then he’s such an asshole!
My mom watches me with worried eyes. I have to tell her something so she’ll leave and not pry what’s really wrong out of me. “I had a busy day, and I’m tired. That’s all. I’ll be okay. I promise.”
“Liv, you’ll tell me if someone is bothering you?”
I fake a smile and nod. “Yeah, Mom. I’m okay though.”
She comes over, takes my plate, and kisses my forehead. She walks out of the room and closes the door again. I’m thankful for the emptiness, but it doesn’t last. My door swings open and closes within a matter of minutes. Caleb marches over to me, wrapping
“Thanks, Amber.”
My happy high should last all night, but it leaves as soon I approach my car. Danielle walks up to me and Kayla. She’s got a gloating smile, which makes my insides twist. “Just the person I wanted to talk to.”
Kayla snorts and I arch a brow. “What do you want?”
“I want you to know, no hard feelings. I didn’t plan this.” She rubs her stomach and I swear her smile grows bigger.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
She rubs her hand over her belly some more. “Didn’t you hear? I’m pregnant. Caleb’s the father.”
The earth shifts under me, sucking me into a black hole. This can’t be happening. He did have a relationship with her, though. They did stuff. Lots of stuff I’d rather not think about right now. The thought of it makes me want to hurl.
Danielle has a twinkle in her eye, like she’s laughing this up. I push past her and launch myself into my Mini Cooper. Kayla is whipping into the passenger seat and I honestly can’t tell you what happened next. I barely hear her mumble, “This is what I was trying to tell you about earlier.” I think she says more, but I tune her out. My heart feels like it’s in a vise and someone is slowly squeezing it to the point at which it will explode.
In a daze, I somehow managed to drop Kayla off. Her lips move, and I think she says, “Goodbye,” or maybe it’s “Call me.” I don’t really know. Once she shuts the door, I drive to Summit and enter Coffee Junky’s Dream. Alex talks to me, but I swear it’s like watching my life go on without me. A few fake smiles, laughs, and nods later, I convince Alex to give me my job back.
It’s pushing seven twenty when I arrive at Brian’s house. My mom smiles at me when I enter and tells me my dinner is in the microwave, but I ignore her. My eyes land on Caleb, who’s coming toward me. “How did it go?”
I flip him off, run up to my room, lock the door, and sit on my window seat. I can’t tell you how long I stare out the window. But it turns pitch-black outside. Hell, to make it worse, I had no idea my mom unlocked my door and set food beside me. But sure enough, there’s a plate with roasted chicken, potatoes, and green beans with bacon bits. I blink and push the food away. The last thing I want to do is eat.
A deep sigh from my doorway pulls my attention. “Did it not go well?” my mom asks.
“It went fine. I have practice in the morning and a meet after school.”
She closes the door behind herself and sits on the edge of my bed. “Liv, what’s wrong, honey? You haven’t said a word to me or anyone for hours now. You aren’t even eating. Were people at school … ” She swallows.
“No. Everything was fine.” Well, most of it. Up until Danielle told me she’s carrying Caleb’s child. I can’t tell my mom this. I barely want to believe it. I want to scream, “A part of me died. That’s what’s wrong. That stupid, sexy, jerkfaced boy across the hall stole my heart and got someone else knocked up!” But again, I can’t tell my mom any of this.
Oh God, did he know about this before he came to New York and brought me here? Because if he knew this and still confessed this supposed undying love to me then he’s such an asshole!
My mom watches me with worried eyes. I have to tell her something so she’ll leave and not pry what’s really wrong out of me. “I had a busy day, and I’m tired. That’s all. I’ll be okay. I promise.”
“Liv, you’ll tell me if someone is bothering you?”
I fake a smile and nod. “Yeah, Mom. I’m okay though.”
She comes over, takes my plate, and kisses my forehead. She walks out of the room and closes the door again. I’m thankful for the emptiness, but it doesn’t last. My door swings open and closes within a matter of minutes. Caleb marches over to me, wrapping
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