I looked down, not sure how to explain this to my parents. How did they find out about the kiss me and Jack had years ago? Did Jack accidentally tell them?
No. He would never do that.
"Alice." Dad's tone was cold and stern. He only called me that when I was in trouble. "We need to know the truth. Did you kiss Jack before we let you date him?"
I shook my head, still not looking up, not wanting to tell him the truth. I didn't want to say anything, but they wanted an answer, and I had to give one to them.
"Then why did Nirvana find an e-mail from Jon to Morty Reese about you and Jack kissing?"
How was I going to explain this to him?
"Jon could've been lying," I fibbed, trying to get myself out of trouble.
"You think that?" Mom forced my chin up. I could feel tears rolling down my cheeks. "Then why were there bugs in your rooms?"
"Those bugs were enough to tell us a lot off things," Seeing Dad's disappointed face made it worse.
"You're here," Mom said.
Dad switched his glance away from me and to the doorway. I forced myself to look.
There was Jack and his parents.
"Let's talk."
I knew what was about to come would be a lot less pleasant then I expected it to be.
Please wake me up. I thought to myself. Please pinch me. It's a really bad dream. I'm sure of it.
But I didn't wake up. No one pinched me.
It wasn't a dream. It was real.
And it was going to be ugly.