Letting Go (Chapter Nine)

THE NEXT MORNING I WOKE UP EVEN MORE TIRED THEN I WAS. How was that possible? I didn't know. It used to happen to me when I was a little girl all the time. I'd fall into my bed and fall asleep in ten minutes tops. Then I'd wake up the next morning and be even more tired than I was the night before.

I stretched out my legs and my arms, yawning. Leaning over the side of the bed, I grabbed my alarm o'clock and read the time. 6:56 it read in big, bright red numbers. I sighed, laying back on my bed. That's when I remembered Kerin.

Slowly, I sat up and pulled out the slip of paper he gave me last night at the park. I read over the numbers over and over like a paranoid freak. I got up, taking my phone off the charger on my dresser. I went to to my "Contacts" section of my phone and added Kerin's number in. I wrote his name down, just as he had spelled it on the slip of paper. Once his number was saved in my phone, I looked through my other contacts. Dad, Mom, Jack-

I stopped at Jack's name and re-read it over and over. I clicked on his name, looking at the contact details. "Don't talk to me," Jack had said. What was the point in having Jack's number in my phone if I wasn't gonna text him? Never the less, call him. I scrolled down under his contact details, looking at the two buttons on the bouttom. "Delete". "Back To Contacts". I looked up at the ceiling, then back down at my phone. I clicked the big red button. "Are you sure you want to delete Jack's number?" A button read.

"God d****t I wouldn't have pressed the big red button if I didn't want to!" I growled at my phone, clicking the confirm button. I sighed and looked back through my contacts. Dad, Mom, Kerin. Wow. Three f*****g contacts. I must be a rockstar. I rolled my eyes and put my phone back on the charger on my dresser. Quietly, I started walking out the door.

"Hey." I turned around to see Kerin standing behind me, just walking out of the room across from my hall. I jumped and covered my mouth to prevent myself from screaming my head off. He laughed and walked up to me. "What's wrong, Tanya?"

I looked at him, "What the- How the hell did you get in here?!" I asked panicing.

"Followed you home," He said, looking at me. "Don't have a heart attack, god." Kerin laughed a bit and I looked at him.

"Not funny! You're like..like.." I waved my hands a bit.

"Like?"

"Like some type of stalker!" I looked at him again. "Do you know how much f*****g trouble I can get in for having a boy in the house? When my dad isn't home! He'll kill me!"

Kerin laughed a bit, "Keep your panties on."

I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "Oh haha! So funny. Get out!"

"Awh common, Tanya," He smiled some and grabbed my hand, "Let's just hang out for a bit. If your dad asks I'll say-"

"You won't say anything." I said looked at him as I cut him off. "You're gonna get out of my god damn house, and go back to your house..." Kerin looked at me back and stayed silent. "I'll meet you at the park later, k? Just...you can't be here right now." I leaned forward, kissing his cheek softly.

"You promise we'll meet at the park?"

I smiled softly and grabbed his hands gently, "I promise..."

I remembered when Jack promised me he wasn't going to leave me; sometimes I wondered if I even had a meaning for the word "promise". My mom and dad broke a promise to each other. Jack broke a promise with me. My dad broke many promises with me. Everyone I've known have broken promises with me; how is it even possible to have a meaning for it anymore? It didn't matter. Kerin probably had a meaning for the word promise or else he wouldn't have used that word.

Kerin smiled back and kissed me softly, "See ya later Tanya."

I felt the heat on my cheeks as I blushed and watched him walk down the hall and out the front door. "Err..uhh..yeah. See ya."

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