Chapter 6

Daria pushed past Jane heading for the door. Trent grabbed up an towel chasing after her. Why the hell did I do that! Daria screamed at herself. She was outside now, running hard. Jane chewed out her brother as he hastily got dressed. Why did she run?
"How could you! You know she's with Tom. And you're...you're...you're with what's her face!" Trent was tying his shoes.
"We broke up."
"What else is new?" He sighed. He wasn't in the mood for Jane's bullshit. He had to find Daria.
"She cheated with Max." Jane suddenly swallowed her words.
"I'm sorry. But that still doesn't give you the right to ruin Daria's relationship." Trent snatched up his car keys. Jane was still trailing behind spewing curses at him. He ignored her. He opened the door to find Jesse standing there with the other band memebers. He barely glanced at Max.
"I gotta go. Something came up." He moved by them. None of them said a word. Daria could barely see through the tears that were falling now but she could make out Tom's rusty hunk of junk parked in front of her house. Damnit.

Trent pressed his foot down on the gas petal hard. Gotta find her. Gotta find her. He ran the those words over and over again in his mind. A new thought came to mind: What are you going to say to her when you do?

Daria slowed her pace hoping that Tom didn't notice her. I could always slip in from the back door. She shook her head. No, that's Quinnish. She swallowed.
"Hey, Tom."

A heaviness settled over Trent as he watched them disappear into the house. I scared her off. Jerking the wheel hard, he went into a u-turn making his way back home.