The next few days passed the Diffy's had Zoë and Keely over we had fun. Even Pim was mostly civil. They went to the park, watched movies and went to the mall. It was Wednesday afternoon and after school Keely and I were doing homework and Zoë was talking to Mrs. Diffy. After we were done finally, Zoë asked to talk to me about something. I agreed and we went outside.
"So…" I said awkwardly. Zoë smiled and said "Yeah?" I looked at her and asked, " So what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked curiously but nervously. "Well Phil, I want to start off by saying thanks for hanging out with me this week it's been great. You and Your family are so great." She started off. She looked at my face for any signs but continued. "Look Phil after we broke up I was upset I thought it got over it but I don't think I did."
" Look Zoë -" I started but she cut me off. "Phil, I want to just say it. I want to get back together. I want you to come back to the future and your family, and your dad could work with my dad again." She said to the ground. She had always been a bit of a shy person like me.
Even though this was hard I needed to fix it. I had put it off. " I'm sorry Zoë. Thank you for offering to take my family home but I'm afraid I can't get back together with you. Like I said we're too much alike we're both so shy..."
It seemed she wasn't so shy then. She looked at me angrily. "Well Phil you could have told me when I got here, what did I have to do spell it out for you? Sometimes you're so ugh-" I looked at her a bit scared. She hadn't gotten mad at me before
Keely's P.O.V.
I had realized I had forgotten something I needed to really finish some homework at home so I ran to get it. When I went there I thought I was coming to an empty house. I found the door unlocked which was weird but I figured mom must have forgotten. I went in I found I wasn't alone. I found my dad sitting in a chair reading. I guess he had taken a break from volunteering, and the hotel for the moment.
I came up to him and said awkwardly " Hey. What are you doing here?" He looked up at me and said " Keely! I'm glad to see you. I was reading about the history of Pickford. It's quite fascinating really. I'm taking Zoë back to New York today so your mom said I could stay here."
"Oh." 'Right, duh.' I thought. " Um Keely?" I looked up surprised at his voice. " Yeah?" I asked distractedly looking for my notebook. He cleared his throat and went on " Can we talk?" I looked up immediately surprised. Oh man… " Um actually I was just looking for a notebook and I was going to go finish some homework at Phil's..." I trailed off.
"Oh well this is actually pretty important." He said seriously. I somehow resisted the urge to say "Since when is talking to me important?" I said while sitting down grudgingly, " Go ahead." "Well Keely, I know I haven't been the best Father lately and I've been wanting to be better…" He started off. " Yeah?" I asked a strange tone in my voice as my eyebrows raised almost in a sardonic gesture. "Yes." He said looking at me simply.
I thought about it for a minute. Maybe it's cruel of me but I replied, " Dad I'm glad you say that yet so many times before you've said something similar yet it never turns out. I don't think this apology will be enough." I replied ready to grab my notebook and head out the door.
Evidently He wasn't about to do the same. (Well him getting his briefcase instead) So he said " I understand how you feel. I'm sorry for what I've done and I know it won't fix everything but I was hoping maybe seeing I've changed. He said quietly." How's that?" I asked annoyance pretty apparent in my voice. " Well how I took Zoë here."
I stared at him for a minute. Why does he think by him taking a strange girl all the way here that he's going to be a better father? All he's done with her is bring her down here and dump her on us and then he'll bring her up and never see Zoë again. "Well I admit that was the best thing, I don't see how you taking a perfect stranger and bringing her all the way here and will bring her back, the distance you hardly travel for your own daughter to see her, is proof you'll be a better father."
He looked at me and started " Keely… don't you see?" He asked me pleadingly. I was too angry to listen. This time I actually grabbed my notebook even though I sure didn't feel like doing homework now, and left .The only reply he got to his babbling was a frustrated "Save it." I was tired of his promises that never turned out.
I needed to talk to someone. I could feel myself start to get really upset. The anger was boiling over. I didn't want to get so upset I didn't notice anything and run into a tree or walk in an open manhole. O.K. So I doubt that would happen but still.
