“You two come on downstairs, ok? And Tom, I’d like to talk with you.”
God, I’m dead
Lucy sat on the couch as i followed my mom into the kitchen.
“What were you doing?”
“Mom, nothing was going to happen, i swear-”
She pointed a finger at me, “Don’t let me catch you alone with her again, or you’ll never see her again, understand?”
I sighed, she never trusted me with much before, so I guess I should’ve expected this. Bitch…
“Yea, i understand…”
“Good.” With that she walked snootily over to the oven to check on the pizza, “5 minutes.”
I nodded and went back to the living room couch, where i saw Lucy with her head buried in her hands, crying. I sat beside her and wrapped an arm around her.
“What’s wrong?”
She lifted her head. Her eyes were swollen with tears, “She hates me, she absolutely hates me.”
i held her hand in mine, “Lucy, I don’t care what she thinks, I still love you, and no matter what happens, i always will.”
That’s what I said to Kayla…
“Tom? You ok?”
“Yea, I’m fine…”