Chapter 25

A Chapter by Tiff-AH!-knee�

After sitting for god-only-knows-how-long, I got up to return the phone to it's charger. When I reached the charger, dad asked me something. I couldn't make out his words.

“What?” I called.

“Could you come in here please?” He asked.

Mental growl. Dad didn't sound happy. “Yeah, dad?”

“Izzy, you know your grandfather's sick...”

I didn't say anything. If I were to try and respond it would either come out sarcastic, or I would burst into tears. I couldn't deal with either of the two options at the moment, so I remained silent.

“You can't ask him those type of questions.” He said. And so I snapped.

“What type of questions, dad? What's wrong with him? Oh, I'm sorry. I kind of decided to ask him that when my own father, my own flesh and blood, wouldn't even fill me in on what's going on around here!” I threw my arms out. I didn't find it amusing that before this week, I had absolutely no problems, beside my mom being dead, that upset me. Then today I realize I have quite a few, and I feel like i've been so mean to the only people I care about because of them.

“Izzy, you don't understand-”

“No, that's right, dad! I don't understand! You want to know why? Because you don't explain anything to me, that's why! I'm going to sleep. I'll see you in the morning.”

I turned and walked out. Deep down, I knew I would feel extremely horrible about being so rude to him later, but right now I was so mad that I couldn't have cared less.

“Izzy!” Dad yelled. “Izzy!”

“Leave me alone!” I walked into my bedroom, closed the door, and threw myself onto the bed. I placed the pillow over my ears.

X.x.X

I had fallen asleep and stayed that way through the night. I hadn't realized it earlier, but I'd been sleeping a lot lately. I felt refreshed, at least.

When father came to give me the help I didn't need in the morning, I accepted it, but didn't talk. I was too embarrassed to even look in his general direction.

I had been so mean to him, and for what? To blow off some steam? I had probably hurt his feelings really bad. His face was probably contorted into a look of anger right now. Of course, I myself had never experienced one of those looks, but I'd heard it wasn't fun to look at.

I had squeezed his hand reassuringly when we stepped off the stairs, to let him know that I wasn't mad anymore. He squeezed back before letting go, and then walked away.

I had nothing to say to him.

X.x.X

“So you're hanging out with Joshua after school? He's cute. Are you guys dating?” Sarah asked.

I practically choked on my orange juice. “Me and Joshua?” I asked. “Um...no. We're just friends.”

“Mhm.” Sarah didn't believe me.

“It's true! When I date him, you'll be the first to know.” Over the one day that I'd known Sarah, I'd already come to love her. She was smart, and witty, and even though she talked a lot, she was everything I could've ever wanted in a friend. Her friends had all abandoned her over the Ricky thing,and I thought they were horrible people because of it. Who leaves a friend when they need them the most?

“When?” She caught my slip of the mouth. Had I really said 'When' out loud?

“Did I say when? I meant if.”
“If? So you do like him.” She laughed.

“What no, I- you tricked me.” Dang it.

She laughed again. “I'm sorry, I needed to know. Besides, I'm not going to tell anyone. But. If anything happens, anything at all, you better tell me. I'd tell you if I were in the situation. We're friends now. That's what friends do.” I smiled. Friends.

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