Distant

When Seth had told me he needed to talk to me I automatically expected the worst and although what he had told me wasn't what I thought it still hurt just as bad. I looked up at him unable to form a complete sentence for several seconds, "what do you mean you don't want me to come to your birthday party?"

Seth sat behind his desk watching me as if I was a tiger about to pounce, "I just don't think this is the best time."

I narrowed my eyes at him, "so what now you're hiding me. I mean you are the one that begged me to move here and now you want to keep me some big secret."

Seth closed his eyes sighing, "I'm not keeping you a secret Kennedy, it's just not the right time."

Frowning at him I shook my head, if the words, "it's not the right time," left his lips again I would probably throw something at him, like a chair, a chair would do good. Seth looked at me wearily, "after your doctor's appointment tomorrow I'm flying out, if you want you can still come b