Being ignored. Or avoided in my case is annoying. I've been just sitting the house waiting for this Ibuprofen to kick in and texting Kim while I was waiting. She hasn't answer any of my text or calls, it been about an hour since the kiss. I smile every time I think about it. Ms. Jones hasn't talked to me since she gave me Ibuprofen, busy working I guess. She actually left out about fifteen minutes to get some food. I was about to get an apple when the door bell rang. Instead of heading for the kitchen I head to the corridor leading to the front door.

I didn't expect Grace to see there. She had on burgundy tank top, shorts and sneakers to match. Her hair pulled into a tight ponytail. The more I stared at her the more she begin to look like...me? I don't know why but her hair was a bit too similar to mine to call it a sheer coincidence. Her expression was blank with a pinch of disappointment.

''What's up Grace?'' I say with the best smile I could muster.

She looked down and took a deep breath. I knew something was coming my way so I braced myself.

''Jack... do you remember anything that happened last night?'' she asked.

She was so serious, I was getting worried.

''Yea, I came to the-''

''What's the last thing you remember?'' she asked, cutting me off.

I racked my brain, ''I had a drink with your mom and then it got hot.''

Grace rolled her eyes, ''did you have her Regular?''

I nodded. She clenched her jaw, fuming. She surprised me with what she did next. I was about to ask what was going on when I'm interrupted by her hand connecting with my face. Yes, she slapped me. I held my cheek as well as my anger as she brought her hand up to hit me again.

Not again.

I grab her wrist, a bit harder than I wanted to. She winced when I gripped it.

''Why did you just SLAP ME!?'' I said my voice raising.

She continued to wince from my grip so I let her wrist go.

''YOU SLEPT WITH MY STEP MOM THAT'S WHY!'' Grace yelled tingling with rage.

I couldn't think at that moment.

I could say was, ''w-what?''

Grace though had millions of things to say. I just stood there dumbfounded while she yelled like a mad women. Finally after about two minutes of straight yelling she calmed down. I know two minutes is a short amount of time but it seemed to last forever to me.

Afterwards, she just left while I still stood there. Anger consumed me like a hungry man eats a sandwich. I slam the door and race upstairs to get on some clothes. Throwing on what I could get to first, I race back downstairs. I was gonna get my keys but I thought it would be easier to just to run there. It was only down the street. Locking the door behind me, I book it full speed towards Kim's house. When I get there I easily get over the front gate and to the front door. I bang on the door when I reach it. A maid opened it with an annoyed look on her face.

''Can I help you, sir?''

''I need to see Mrs. Crawford, NOW.'' I say, starting losing control.

''I'm afraid she-''

''Who is that, Mary?'' a voice behind her said.

Mary turned around and that's when I saw her. Kim's mom. She was in a spring dress with high heels. I had to admit she is pretty but I wasn't here to compliment her. The maid looked between us, shook her head and walked out the door past me. I walked in and slam the door.

''W-what did you do?'' I asked her already knowing the answer.

''I know why your here,'' she grabbed the collar of my shirt, ''you want me.''

My eyes widened at what she was implying. Before I could get her off me she smashed her lips into mine, as well as trying to get her tongue in my mouth. I couldn't help but taste strawberry on her lips but it only reminded me of Kim. I pushed her off me, making her almost stumble.

''Why do you keep doing this... I DON'T WANT YOU!'' I yelled.

When I was younger I had anger problems and that hurt my chances with a good family. Donna help me though by making me learn Karate, it worked too. Now though I'm losing it.

''What are you talking about?''

''YOU raped me THAT'S WHAT.'' I say, trying and failing not to yell.

''You wanted me to dear, I remember when I got you up there you kept moaning about someone named Donna,'' she said now circling me.

''And you have a crush on my daughter, so cute,'' she said trying to pinch my cheeks.

I move out of her reach, ''I'm done with you.''

''Oh don't leave Jackie, she calls but I keep walking, ''I guess I'll have to tell her.''

I stopped dead in my tracks and took a deep breath.

''Smart choice, I'll call you if I need something,'' she said meaning for me to give her my number.

/.

My head was in my hands and I was sitting against the wall in my room. My phone buzzed from on my bed, a mental battle went on in my head. It could be Kim or her mom. I took a deep breath and jumped up to grab my phone. When I pick it up I smile in relief, its Kim.

Kim text

Jack text

Hey Jack

What's up?

nothing

u okay? u didnt tell me earlier

boyfriend trouble

oh...um uh

yea?

do u want to talk about the kiss?

She didn't text back for a few minutes, making me anxious.

later but not on the phone, in person

cool with me can't wait :)

gtg bye

bye

I set my phone down and smile at the ceiling. Suddenly my tummy starts to rumble and I realize I haven't had breakfast or lunch. So, I jump up and run down stairs to my kitchen. When I get there I open my cupboards looking for something, anything, to feed my crumbling stomach. I make it to the fridge to find a note on it.

Jack

There is a health shake in the fridge. Enjoy!:D

Ms. Jones

What is with Ms. Jones and a health shake? I grab the shake out of the fridge and close it. I decided to further my exportation of my dwelling. I go to the garage to find my Camaro as it shimmered in the bright garage light. I smiled, I really love my car. I close the garage door and decide to head upstairs, sipping on my shake. I get upstairs and start peeking in each room.

Then something caught my eye. The attic door. I smile and walk over to further investigation. Grabbing the rope hanging down I pull the attic door down revealing a latter. Cool air burst from the attic like a slap in the face. I put my shake down and pull out the latter. Then I simply climb up the latter until I reach the top. I stopped and looked around, there were a few small boxes. I sat down and in front one and opened it. All I found was clothes and they were ugly. It was mostly sweater vests and khakis.

Nerd clothes.

I sat that box aside and moved on to the next one. It was full of baby clothes and little shoes.

Babies... Father.

An image of a Kim floated in my head. My grin got so big it hurt my face. I grabbed the next nearest box to me and opened it. This one was had two shoe boxes in it, I took them out. I opened the faded blue one to find that it had pictures packed in it. I picked up a few of them, one was a man he was on a college campus. The man was tall, built and he was a brunet, like me. He was laughing, with books in hand, at his friend who was laying on the ground. I picked up another, this time it was a boy. He was maybe eight or nine years old. The boy was playing with Power Rangers and by the looks of it he was having a ball. I was about to open the other box when one particular picture caught my eye. The man from before was holding baby. He had on a white tee and was sitting on a worn out couch. He was looking down at the baby but he wasn't exactly smiling. It was more like a worried look. The baby, though, was having the time of his life, smiling wide. I flipped the picture to find faded cursive writing.

It said

Zander and Jack Brewer,

Jack first day at home

My eyes widened after reading this. I looked the picture, again staring hard. This is the man who left me, the man my mom told me was an all around good guy. This man is my father.

How's that? Please review and favorite. I would appreciate it and has anyone seen Spyfall? I have and it was great! I love the simple Kick moments in it. Anyways, bye.-aNGEL