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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CYhvf9FVOBQ
i was listening to this song while explaining to Macy the night you cried before you left.
Today you met your dad.
You told me right when you were at his doorstep, I bet. Most likely did. I didn't expect you to meet him so quickly. I thought you'd go over it in your head for a bit before you actually met him, but I guess you've been thinking about that moment for a long time.
It's really not my place to say anything like you said. I have no idea how you may feel towards your parents, although you've only spoken to me about them once or twice. You told me how much you hated them, what you'd do to your dad when you met him; Kill him. On the spot. Which is why I worry and why I have this ginormous zit in the middle of my forehead ><
But really. I worried so much in that time you stopped texting me to talk with him. Jeezus. Lots of things ran through my head; i couldn't concentrate on Jessie's volleyball game. They won, btw, and are having another game tomorrow.
I don't know, I feel like I should say you should give your parents a chance, just like they gave you one, but i bet a thousand million dollars you're angry just for me even thinking that. I'm sorry. I don't have a clue what to say. I didn't want to go into details about what happened between you and him, so I avoided it. Although, I am curious. Tell me if you want, I won't pry or ask. If that's how you use that word. Grr I suck at English.
But what should I say, honestly? You told me you still have to meet your mother, and that she's "******** up". I just hope you can control yourself. You're really scary when you're frustrated or angry. Sometimes so scary it makes me want to cry and hide. Do you ever notice that? When I'm on the verge of tears.
But anyways, again. I have no idea what to do, what to say, what to anything. All I can do is bake you cookies and hug you and cuddle, and tell you everything will be just fine. Which is the truth. I can never talk to you seriously, because I don't want to sound like a drama queen or make it seem like I want to start any drama or anything, but this is important to me. You're, important to me.
So, Riley. Everything'll be okay, alright? I promise. I really wish I knew what else to say, or what else to do, but this is all I can honestly say from the bottom of my heart. Pinky promise.