• I had talked to my mom about stuff. She and I were a lot more alike then I thought. We didn’t talk about dad or anything because I had tried to bring it up but she pushed it away feeling uncomfortable talking about it. We wound up falling asleep in her room with her arms around me. It was nice. I felt like I was 5 years old again sleeping with mommy.

    A couple days past. Nothing really happened. But Wednesday morning I got up late and quickly got a shower and got dress.

    “Honey, don’t forget money!” mom yelled from the kitchen. She said dad would be back Friday sometime. But that’s all she said. I didn’t know what was happening to my parents. I didn’t know what our family held in the future but I diffidently wasn’t taking my father’s side.

    There was a knock on the door and I raced to the door slipping on my jacket. Zane looked good today but something was annoying about it.

    “Hold on,” I said and went to my mom in the kitchen. “Bye mom,” I kissed her cheek and she smiled.

    “Bye honey. Oh I’m going to Sue’s this evening so I won’t be home.” I nodded and grabbed my bag and ran out past Zane and into his car.

    “What’s wrong with you?” he asked getting into the car. I looked at him and frowned.

    “I’m fine. What’s wrong with you?” I asked. He raised an eyebrow.

    “Women,” he muttered shaking his head.

    I don’t know why I was mad. I just was. I was mad because Zane acted as if everything was ok. I was mad he let me kiss him. I was mad that he didn’t care about me like I think I did for him. Zane just thought I was PMSing but seriously I wasn’t! He was just making fun of me I think. “You want to sit with us?” I asked Candice. She smiled.

    “Sure.” we sat at our usual table Kendra and Grant hadn’t sat with us for a while but other friends of ours sat lower on end of the table. Zane sat down next to me putting an arm around my shoulder. I looked over at him and he grinned.

    “I wonder where Tommy is.” Candice looked around and that’s when I threw Zane’s arm off. “Ouch!” Candice looked back at us and we smiled. She frowned slightly.

    “Hey,” Tommy said as he kissed Candice on the head and smiled.

    “Tommy this is Zane and Olivia. Remember I told you about them.”

    “Yeah!” he smiled. He was tall boy and big. He had blonde hair and brown eyes but very handsome. “Hey man!” he said and slapped hands with Zane.

    “How’s it going?” Zane asked all ready enthralled with talking about stupid boy stuff. Candice sighed and I laughed a little.

    “So how’s the play going?” I asked her. She smiled.

    “Great! It’s going great! I still think you should try out.” I snorted.

    “I don’t think acting is my thing.” Zane looked over at me his lips twitching a little.

    “Babe I think you’re a good actress,” I narrowed my eyes at him.

    “Really? You know I just can’t see myself like that. Though you, you would make perfect for the jackass costume but you wouldn—“

    “Ha-ha!” he said cutting me off. I smirked. Candice and Tommy were laughing Zane glared. “Sorry baby just helping,” I pouted and he looked pissed for a moment then went to talking to Tommy. Candice laughed.

    “Oh! Hey do you guys still want to go out on a double date?” She asked Zane and me.

    “Um, Candice I don’t—“

    “Yeah that would be great!” Zane said cutting in once again. I looked over at him clenching my teeth. He put his arm around me and it took everything not to hit him. Candice grinned. “Awesome! It’ll be fun. You guys just want to get together and watch movies and have popcorn and stuff?” she asked. Zane nodded before I could say anything. “So maybe like Friday night after school?”

    “Sure,” I said sounding sarcastic.

    “Um, Tommy do you have a big TV?” she asked. He took a big bite of his sandwich and looked over at her.

    “It’s not that big,” he said with a mouth full. She rolled her eyes.

    “We can have it at Olivia’s. She has a big TV I’m sure Mr. and Mrs. Taylor’s won’t mind.” I grabbed his leg and squeezed. He jumped and breathed in.

    “Oh ok cool! Is that ok Olivia?” she asked sounding sweet. I nodded.

    “Yeah that’s fine,” I was still grabbing his leg and gripping it hard. He groaned a little and squeezed my shoulder. I jerked my head to the side as he pinched a pressure point. Candice and Tommy were talking not bothering to see us fighting.

    “Zane!” I yelled quietly. He was gritting his teeth together.

    “Let go,” he said. I did and he did too. We both let out a breath and rubbed where the other person had hurt us. I glared at him.

    “We’re talking when we get to my house!”

    “Nuew,” he said shaking his head making fun of me.

    “I can’t stand you!” I yelled in his ear. He snorted. I stood up and took my tray to throw out.

    “Damn-it Zane!” I yelled as we got into my house. He dropped his stuff by the door like me. “What?!” he yelled throwing his hands in the air. I threw my coat on the couch angrily.

    “You!” I yelled and stomped up the stairs.

    “Wait a minute I’m not done!” he yelled stomping up too behind me. I ignored him and went into my room. I heard him running so I started to run. I got to my room and slammed the door. I pushed on it so he couldn’t get in. he banged and started to push it open. “Olivia!” he yelled grunting as he tried to get in my room. I pushed my whole body on it so he couldn’t get it. But he was already pushing me back. I grinded my heels into the carpet but new it was useless. He was stronger. He was laughing a little. Finally I failed and fell back as he burst it open hitting my wall. He looked down at, my angry eyes. He smirked. I stood up and glared.

    “I just want Grant back ok?!” I said. His eyes became something different that I had only seen once but then it vanished.

    “And I just want Kendra back!” he said.

    “Fine!”

    “Fine!” we both said to each other. We stared at each other for a moment then something quickly passed. We both reached for each other and we started to kiss. It was rough and forced. I grabbed at his hair and he grabbed at my waist tightly. I pushed him up against the wall almost knocking over a picture frame. Zane put his hands under my shirt as I rubbed myself against him. He groaned and flipped me over so he was pushing me against the wall. His lips were heating me everywhere. Everything was getting dizzy. Our tongues came together and I felt like I was floating. I sucked on his bottom lip and pulled back.

    “I hate you!” I said gritting my teeth together.

    “I hate you to!” he said and picked me up. I kissed him again and down across his cheek and onto his neck. He dropped me down onto the bed and at that point my body was on fire. I put my hands under his shirt and started to lift it. His hands were on my stomach almost getting my shirt off. He grunted as I reached his chest. I frowned but kept kissing him. As I lifted off his shirt I saw the bruise. I paused and pulled back. I put my hand on his shoulder where the bruise was. He frowned then looked down. He jumped off me like I was a disease and pulled his shirt back on. “Zane,” I breathed my breath short. He clenched his teeth. “What was that? How did you get that?” he looked down not meeting my gaze. I stood up my body still hot. He wouldn’t look at me. “Zane!” I demanded. He looked up his eyes mean and it scared me. I backed up a little.

    “It doesn’t matter,” he said coldly.

    “What is wrong with you?” I asked disgusted. He looked at me and I didn’t recognize him.

    “Why don’t you do yourself a favor and stay out of my business!” my mouth dropped a little. I shook my head at him.

    “Fuc* you,” I said. He shook his head and without another word he left slamming the front door. I stood there for a couple minutes trying to replay the event over in my head. Why did he blow up like that? Something was going on. Damn why won’t he tell me?! Ugh I hate him! I guess we are done. I’m not talking to him. If he wants to be this way then fine. He can but I’m not taking it! Forget him!