I'm majorly sorry. I got some less than awesome reviews from the doc, so I had to spend a whole bunch of time buying all this healthy stuff, and my dad is making it his personal mission to get me out of the house and off the computer as much as possible.

But, despite the powers against me, I got this. Although it is a bit short, I must say.

Enjoy!

Ch. 22

"Where have you been?" Mom asked as I walked through the garage door. It didn't look like Adin was here, but you can never be sure.

"I was at the park; I wanted to tryout the new bike trail." I responded. I just hope she doesn't realize that they haven't built a new bike trail in a year. She looked suspicious, but she let it go. "Adin's not here, he had to pick Drake up from school today."

"Is he coming back?" I asked quickly.

"No, he wanted to spend some time with Drake. That and he didn't have a friend's house to go to." She replied, and I internally sneered. Of course he'd haul off his child to someone else just to be here.

But despite my sneer, I was pretty happy about it. I'd barely seen him earlier as is, so him not dinner is awesome. "Okay." I replied, but tried not sound too happy about it. "I'm just gonna go upstairs and do my homework."

My mom nodded, and I started up the stairs. But before I could go all the way up, she called me. "Kate," She said.

I looked back. "Yea?"

"I know you don't like Adin, but I want you to know he makes me happy. And this, what Adin and I have, is getting serious. You don't have to like him, you really don't. But could you please be at least more civil towards him? For me." She said. The rawness and pure emotion on her face showed that she really did care for Adin, and to tell the truth, it didn't make me want to be more civil towards him at all. It actually made me hate him more.

This douche has been stringing my mom along, going the full mile to make her trust him, and she developed actual feelings for him. I pray to God Almighty that he can return those feelings, or someone is going to jail. I don't care who, someone better go.

And if it has to, it'll be me.

I just nodded to mom and gave her a smile. "I'll try." I said, then turned back and made my way upstairs to my bedroom, where I had to make a call.


"Williams' residence." Drake's voice announced over the phone. I'll tell you what, that boy sure can sound professional when he wants to. He could a lawyer or a politician with that voice.

"Hey Drake, can I talk to Adin?" I asked.

"Hey Kate! He's upstairs, I'll tell him to pick up the phone." I heard a muffled, 'dad! Phone!' before Adin picked up the phone and Drake hung up his. This is it, I thought. No turning back.

"This is Adin." Adin said.

I spared him the pleasantries. "You're in deep shit, you know that?" I asked.

"Kate?" He said. "What are you talking about? Is something wrong?"

"Yes, there's something wrong. It's you. You got my mom to fall for you, Adin. She fell for you. Are you guys getting serious? Do you really have feelings for her? Are you ready for what she's talking about?"

I didn't give him time to interrupt me during my mini-rant. But now I was silent; I wanted to hear his answer, and make sure I understood what he said.

"Actually, yes. If that's what it takes to get to you–"

"Stop that!" I half –yelled, then calmed my voice a bit. "Just stop that. Your relationship isn't about me; it's about my mom and you. If you're in that relationship for my mom, then you've got to break up with her. Or else I'll tell her why you're with her."

"You've said that before. What makes you think I'll believe you this time? Need I remind you that I make her happy?" I could hear his smug grin through the phone.

"Uh-uh, that won't work this time. You make her happy now, but what happens when you get bored of her and leave, even if you still want to be with me? I know it'll happen. And let's not forget the little fact that you're lying to her. You're making her think that you love her, but you don't.

"Which is why you'll tell mom or I will. Today. Your choice." I propositioned.

"I can't tell her today; I'm not going over there. I have Drake." He said. He didn't even sound worried about mom. At least he won't tell her over the phone; he has a little heart.

"Come over. Bring Drake if you have to; just tell her." I said, annoyed. Excuses won't get you out of this one, buddy.

"You have no idea how much I've wanted to hear 'come over' from you. It's a shame it took this predicament to hear it."

"A shame? You – you know what, I won't get sucked in. Just tell my mom today or I'll tell her." I said, then hung up my cell phone before he could respond.

Now to call Mike and tell him, I thought, then dialed Mike's number.


"Well look at you, Kate! You're becoming so assertive!" Mike said over the phone.

"I know, right? But I have a feeling I won't be as assertive from now on. I just needed that bit for Adin, who hopefully won't be in my or my mom's life ever again." I said happily. Not even the thought of Adin coming over could put a damper on my mood.

"Do you want me to come over and be there with you guys? My mom won't mind." He asked.

"It's okay, I wouldn't want to tear you away from your family. Besides you're still sick, you gotta have your rest."

"Ugh, don't remind me. My mom's been freaking out and telling me to stay in bed like she always does when I'm sick. But, as we speak, I'm at my desk on the computer." He said, and I could hear the smile in his face.

"Ooh, you rule-breaker," I teased. "You do realize that you're still kinda resting? It's not like you're doing anything stressful."

"Hey! Sims 2 is very stressful, especially when these damn people go to sleep and ignore their crying children. I wish I could fast-forward the babies' lives so that they turn into teenagers, then I'd skip elementary school completely."

"Yea, having to go through all that homework really takes a toll, even though we're not the ones doing it." I said with a smile. "So what's going on in your neck of the woods?"

"Drake and I started talking online after you introduced us. We've gotten closer," Mike said.

"That's good. Does your family know you're talking to a seventh grader online?"

"It sounds creepy when you say it like that! But no, they do not. And they won't know until I find out more about Drake."

"That's reasonable." I said. "What do you know about him already?"

"I know basic stuff, but he also tells me personal things; he really trusts me."

"Alright, good for–"

"Kate! Come downstairs, it's time for dinner." Mom yelled from downstairs.

"Gotta go Mike, it's time for dinner. And time for the truth." I said confidently.

"Good luck. I hope Adin says what he needs to." He said.

"Me too. Bye,"

"Bye."

I hung up and took a deep breath. This is it. I said to myself, then put my phone on my bed and walked downstairs.


The first thing I saw from downstairs was Drake sitting on the couch, flipping through channels. "Hey Drake; what are you doing here?" I greeted. I didn't want him to know I had synchronized this whole thing, because I had a feeling Adin didn't tell him.

"Dad decided forty-five minutes ago that we should come over here for dinner. He seemed pretty, urgent about it." He said. "I don't know what's up with him, but I hope it's good."

"Me too," I said with a concerned voice. A fake concerned voice, but concerned nonetheless.

I peeped into the kitchen to see Adin and mom setting the tables. But when Adin saw me, he said something to mom and walked towards me. I told Drake I needed to go get something and walked upstairs, but not before giving Adin a look that said 'follow me.' I walked to middle of the main upstairs hallway and waited for Adin, who appeared seconds later.

"You're going to tell her today, right?" I asked. I don't think I could handle telling her; that's something she needs to hear from him.

"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about." He better not be backing out now.

"If you're backing out–"

"I'm not, I just want to tell her tomorrow. Telling her over dinner would hurt more, and Drake's here, and I don't want him to see this. I won't be all over her like I usually am, that'll lessen the blow."

"That'll only make her worried, it won't lessen the blow. And you can't tell her after dinner?"

"Drake will still be here. I want to do this when we're alone, just her and me."

I thought it over. He was kinda right, after all; it would just make it awkward if Drake was there.

"Fine. But do it before I get home." I decided.

"You do realize I have a job, right?" He retorted.

"You'll find a way. You found a way to get to my school those times, didn't you?"

He shrugged. "I guess so. Are you going down first, or am I?"

Hahaha, TWSS. "I'll go down the stairs first, you come down a minute later." I walked past Adin and walked to stairs. Before I could go down them, Adin stopped me.

"You're a real headstrong girl, you know that?" He said.

"Yea." I cut the formalities; I'd gotten what I needed from him. Let the initial hostile feelings towards him commence.

"It's hot; sexy even." I could hear his footsteps and his voice getting closer. "What do you say we, have one last rendezvous? One to remem–"

"No." I said before he could touch me, and walked down the stairs. He was so close to touching me, I could feel the heat of his hand over my shoulder. I don't know why I even wanted to hear him out; I don't even know why let him tell her tomorrow. He probably had this whole thing worked out.

I tell you what, he'll never get that chance again.