I'm just sitting in bed, listening to music. I'm so worried about everything. I don't know what's going to happen to my family. Will we fall apart? Even the strangest things could happen. You never know. I'm still upset about Jack. He read my text but he didn't answer me back. What kind of person does that? That makes me upset.
-Next morning-
Today, Jack decided to drive me to school in his new car. I'm still upset with him because he never answers anybody texts but will post pictures on Instagram.
The car ride to school was very silent. I didn't wanna talk to him and I guess he didn't wanna talk to me. I'm perfectly ok with that. I'm use to him ignoring me all the time anyways
Jack: You ok?
Oh sure… Now you're concerned about me.
Me: Yeah I'm fine.
Jack: No you're not. I can tell when you're not ok.
Me: Or you probably read my text from a couple days ago and knew that I wasn't ok.
Jack: (sighs) Look I'm sorry, I've been very busy and –
Me: Here it comes. The same old excuses that Mr. Jack Brewer tells me whenever I'm mad at him.
I was about to cry but I stopped. Usually when I confronted him, it would be through text so he wouldn't see me cry about these types of situation.
Me: You're never there for me. I trust you more than anybody in my life and this is how you treat me?
Jack: What even happened anyway?
I took a deep breath. I hesitated on telling him at first but I eventually did.
Me: I'm worried about my mom. I think she lost her job and is now selling drugs.
He looked at me with a shocking expression. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. I was still upset but I was also happy for some reason.
Jack: You don't know if she's selling drugs or not. Just wait and see what happens and if you get even more suspicious, just confront her.
We drove up to the school's parking lot and then he parked his car. We sat there for a while in silence. Gee, this sure isn't weird at all.
Jack: Look Kim, I'm sorry
Here come the apologies that I heard about a million times already.
Jack: You know that I love you and that I'm always going to be there for you, but I'm also busy at times.
All I did was look at him. We've been having this same argument like this for like five times already. I'm sick of always fighting with him about this. I don't feel like being betrayed again.
Me: Until you can prove that you actually care,
I opened the car door and stepped out
Me: I'm out.
I walked away still mad but sad. I just don't like my life being too complicated than it already is.
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