Hope was sitting on the front stoop outside of our house when I got back home. She had a browning apple in one hand and a water bottle sitting beside her indicating that was probably her dinner.
“No food again?” I carried the takeout bag with chicken sandwiches and fries behind my back.
“Nope.” Hope took another bite of her apple that looked like it had seen its better days. “Moms sleeping, dads doing what he normally does. I kept this from lunch,” she held up the apple, “just in case.”
I held out the bag of food and saw the look of joy and relief that crossed over her young face. She shouldn’t have to deal with this shit at such a young age. She was innocent, and yet the parents had to make her suffer for their incapabilities.
“What would I ever do without you.” Hope grabbed the wrapped sandwich and carton of fries. She woofed them both down like she hadn’t eaten for a week.
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Cartoons played silently in the background as we walked into Morgan’s bedroom. Hope was instantly drawn to the sight. There were notes scattered all over her king-sized bed, and the computer on her desk showed a Word document that indicated that she’d apparently been working when we intruded.Morgan quickly grabbed the remote and changed the channel as if she was embarrassed to have been caught watching a kid show.“Hey.” Hope’s eyes pleaded for Morgan to change it back, which she did.“I was just uh…” Morgan looked to be looking for an excuse for what she had been doing.“Sorry. Bad timing,” I motioned to all her work that she had spread out, “you were obviously busy.”“No, not really. Just going over the notes from the debate meeting that Tara sent over.” Morgan motioned for me to follow as she crisscrossed her legs and sat down on her bed.I sat on the ed
I smelled the food even before she entered the room.Morgan returned with a hot plate of sliced beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans, four dinner rolls, and two enormous, homemade apple tarts. She set the plate on the desk and motioned for to come over.“Is this alright?” Morgan seemed skeptical of her own generosity.“You didn’t have to get me anything, but thank you, this is awesome.” I took a seat and began to shovel the food into my mouth. I hadn’t gotten a meal this good since we’d studied at her house before.Five minutes later, I was done. I cleaned the plate, plus ate the two dessert tarts. “Holy shit, I’m stuffed.” I pulled on the waist of my jeans.“That’s good.” Morgan took my empty plate and stashed it on her dresser.I stood up and wrapped my arms around her waist. I kissed her softly on the neck and whispered in her ear. “Thank you.&rdqu
I woke up to the sound of my cell phone’s alarm. I reached over to my nightstand and quickly shut it off. I didn’t want to wake Hope or Ethan earlier than needed.My eyes still felt heavy after getting only six hours of sleep. I wanted to close them and grab a few more minutes but knew I had to get Ethan up to take Hope back for school.I looked over to his side of the bed. It was empty.I sat up and looked down at the spot that we had left Hope last night, but the beanbag was bare, and the blanket had been folded up neatly and set on the bottom of the bed.I never heard either of them at whatever time they got up and left.A warm shower was calling for me as I stumbled about my room picking up the notes and assignments that had been thrown to the wayside when Ethan came over last night.I was ready to go in thirty minutes, not too bad since I didn’t have my usual cup of mocha to wake me up.No one else was awa
“Dude, where were you last night. Matt was looking for you.” Jason made his way down the hallway towards us. His eyes locked on mine and Ethan’s hands still intertwined and a strange look crossed his face. “Nevermind, I don’t want the details.” His smile was more sinister than sincere like he was up to something.I noticed a look passed between Jason and Ethan.What the fuck was going on?Ethan gripped my hand tighter like he was afraid that I was going to run away or something.“Yeah, well, I’ll get with him whenever.” Ethan sidestepped Jason, and we kept walking.“Who’s Matt?”Maybe it was none of my business, but I was curious.“He was the soccer captain from last year.” Ethan stopped at my locker. “Just some shit that’s ongoing.”I nodded that I understood. Past debate members sometimes checked in with us to see if
Minus Claudia and crew, everyone else was at the Pizza Shack by the time that I got there. Heads turned when the door chimed as I walked in. Matt and his two boys were seated with Jason and Brandon, the other members of the team were scattered about at various tables doing what they do best, eat, drink, and gossip. Sometimes, it seemed like they were worse than girls.“Ethan.”“Matt.”Neither of our greetings was cordial to the other. I sat down beside Jason who was on the opposite side of the table from Matt.“How’s it going?” Matt was staring right at me.“Good.” I knew what he wanted to hear, but I really didn’t want to discuss the matter with him. This was a whole turn of events for me now, Morgan was more than just the challenge, she was… well, she was actually my first girlfriend.“Spill, Lowery, I don’t have time to sit around and chit-chat with you ladies.
We weren’t even off her street before she was already on her phone. I heard the loudness of the voice on the other side.“911. What’s your emergency.”“What are you doing?” I tried pulling the phone out of Morgan’s hand. We never called the police when shit like this happened. More and likely, they would take Hope away, and that was something I couldn’t live with.“I want to report a domestic dispute.” Morgan calmly spoke into the phone. She gave the operator the address, and I heard them say that officers would be notified.“What the fuck, Morgan!” I yelled a bit too loud after she’d hung up. “I never said to call them.”Morgan looked at me like I’d gone bonkers. “Ethan, someone has to help. What if it’s really serious?”I shook my head, shit just got serious. “We never call the cops. They can take Hope a
After that day with Ethan, the one where I almost gave everything up to him on my living room sofa AND the day that the cops were called to his house, everything seemed to fall in line for us and our relationship.He didn’t notice, but that day when the police were called, I picked up the crumbled business cards that were given out and did some investigation of my own. I found a counselor at one of those domestic abuse groups who were willing to help without getting law enforcement involved. She managed to find Ethan’s grandmother on his mom's side, and a date had been set to when she would be arriving… only Ethan didn’t know anything about it, yet.We’d been going out steadily for almost four months, and I couldn’t have been any happier. My parents liked him. Clarissa didn’t look at us weirdly anymore, she used to seem suspicious of us being together, but the ice around her attitude seemed to thaw out a b
My mind and my mouth weren’t working together. I didn’t mean to say all those words to Morgan, but it came out anyway.“I hate you.” Hope rushed towards me and started hitting me in the stomach with her fists. “You were mean to Morgan and made her go away forever.”Deep down I knew I deserved this beating. I had a split second of insanity and probably just lost the best thing I had going in my life.The cops left my side once they saw I wasn’t going to be a threat to anyone. I heard the sound of their patrol car pulling away and knew I wasn’t going to have to face Ed ever again unless I had to testify in court on behalf of my mother.“Ethan, why don’t you come over here and sit down so we can explain everything to you.” Ms. Eileen lightly touched my arm as she held Hope back from her tiny fists beating my abdomen.I slumped down on the sofa with my mom sitting next to me. Her mother,
There was a straight line in the carpeting from me pacing back and forth between the window and the door. The photographer got pulled away by Hope over an hour ago, which meant I would be front and center in less than thirty minutes. I wasn’t worried or even nervous about getting married, I knew Morgan was the one and only, but I was terrified of making a fool out of myself in front of all those in attendance. Sure, I was a cocky, confident ass in high school, but picturing myself becoming a mumbling idiot in front of five hundred people, some of whom I’ve never met, well, that’s got me anxious as fuck.So far over the past year of all of us living in The Keys, life has been more than great, it’s been the best time of my life. College was going well, my mom finally became the woman I knew that was hiding away from us for so long, Ms. Christine was more than I ever expected in a grandmother and kept all of us in line, Hope had friends, was high honors i
My hand clenched at my stomach. “I don’t know if I can do this.” I was used to being in crowds, like when I was in debate back in high school and with all the reports and public speaking, I had to do with several of my courses, but this, this was totally different.Clarissa smoothed out my veil and gave me a hug. “You’re going to be fine. Just focus on Ethan and don’t worry about the other five hundred people in the church.” And with that comment, she gave me her best non-convincing smile.Five. Hundred. People. And that was the attendance at the marriage ceremony, that wasn’t including all the others who would show up for the reception. It seemed Ethan’s grandmother knew half the population here in the Keys, and according to her, as we made out our guest list, you can’t leave so-and-so out of the invitations, that would be a recipe for disaster.So, since she was footing most of the expenses,
“Ethan, it’s almost dinner time,” I called out from the balcony that looked over our own private section of the beach. I was staying at Christine’s house, Ethan’s grandmother. Like she’d said back in Pennsylvania, she had a big house with a bedroom just for me if I wanted anywhere to stay. What I didn’t know at that time was that Ms. Christine was quite wealthy. It seemed she and her late husband had bought up a lot of oceanfront property way back in the day before Key West became a tourist site. Then, as the years progressed she sold off several plots of land to developers but kept some of it for her own personal oasis. Now, she has a six-bedroom house on five acres that looks out into the deep, dark blue ocean. I’d been in Key West with all of them for over six months now. Clarissa came to help me pack the night before my flight left. We’d put almost all of my summer clothes, laptop, and the basic necessities that I would need into two suitcases. I said goodbye to
It’s been over a month since Ethan and his family made the big move to Florida. We talk every day and video chat at least three times a week. He sent me pictures of him and Hope at the beach. His hair had gotten longer, and the constant sun exposure brought out all kinds of highlights. With his dark tan, good looks, and perfect body he could be a model for some vacation guide or something. I mean really, once someone would see Ethan on the front cover, they would want to go the Keys that minute.He told me Hope has already made some friends, and that he found a new love. But once he saw my hurt expression, he had to backtrack on what he just told me. He loves trying to surf and is even taking lessons from one of their new neighbors.I told him I’m doing well, but that’s a lie, and he probably knew it. I’m sure he could see and hear the pain every time he talked to me.I couldn’t help it, I just wanted him to come back home, but I kn
An hour later, me and Hope packed up two more boxes in her room. I think we spent more time playing around, dancing to her favorite songs than we did any actual work.I heard a soft knock on the door, and Ethan poked his head in. “I have to get Morgan back home.”Really? I didn’t know I had a curfew. Maybe this was his way of getting rid of me?“Aw, c’mon. We were having fun. I won’t get to see Morgan much longer.” Hope flopped down across her bed. She put on her best pouty face, hoping to get her own way.“You’ll see her tomorrow. Maybe.” Ethan would say anything to put a smile on his sister’s face.“Okay.” Hope bounced back up, put her arm around my waist, and led me back down to the living room.I gave her a quick hug and kiss, a promise to come back tomorrow, then followed Ethan out.The ride back home was…quiet. Like Ethan didn’t even turn
I couldn’t believe it had been ten days since we graduated.Ten days since we left it all behind and never looked back. We rode off into the sunset and lived like a king and queen.Okay, not really. We didn’t go anywhere except for a few parties and the special getaway that Ethan had planned for our graduation night. One in which I fell in love with him ten times over.After stopping in at a few get-togethers graduation night, Ethan took me a bed and breakfast a short distance out of town. Without me knowing, he had Clarissa gather up a bag for me so that I would have what I needed for the night and the following day. My sister decided to pack Victoria's Secret negligee, stockings, and stilettos, instead of my usual shorts and t-shirt for nighttime wear.Did I wear them?Hmm, let’s just say they didn’t stay on too long.Anyhow, Ethan had been acting kind of weird the past week. He hasn’t told me anything that wa
After the state final, mine and Morgan’s official we are back together celebration, our graduation rolled around quick.I couldn’t believe that in less than one hour we would all be high school graduates.Morgan bounced out of her house with her graduation robe flowing out behind her. If she didn’t hurry, we were going to be late commencement.I guess that would have to be partly my fault since I kept her a bit longer in my bed than I should’ve.What could I say? This part of the make-up was good…like really, really good. It felt great to have Morgan at my side day and night.The sound of my horn giving a short honk startled her. She jumped and jogged faster to the car.“I’m coming.” Morgan plopped down in the passenger seat and slammed the door closed.I smiled and looked at the clock. “You said those exact words about an hour ago.” My hand skimmed across her arm and gooseb
Two weeks later, I still hadn’t received a full on the mouth kiss from Ethan yet. I could understand wanting to take it slow, but now this was getting kind of ridiculous.Every evening ended with a soft, lingering touch, then just a peck on the cheek.I wasn’t complaining though, it felt great to have him by my side again. There were no more worries about whether he was hiding anything, like another secret bet or something. I had to trust him in order for us to move forward.My family, along with Hope, Ethan’s mom, and grandmother went to the state finals with him for soccer. Even though we were broken up for that time, like for three whole months, I still secretly sneaked to his games and practices. I watched from afar and marveled at his abilities, but I couldn’t let him know that I still cared.That I still wanted him.That I still loved him.But now, I could scream my head off for the man that was running down the
Ethan and I sat in the parking lot for almost an hour. We talked about everything and anything. Even though I really didn’t want to, I just didn’t want to relieve what had happened and wanted to try and move on, but I got to hear Ethan’s side of the story.He started at the beginning of the year before he got to know me and how his past captains of the soccer team had made him the designated person for ‘the challenge.’ I happened to be Clarissa’s little sister, Matt had wanted to take one last jab at her, and I had to suffer the consequences of his desire to torture.It seemed Matt and Ethan never got along, even when they played on the same team. He was as big of a bully as he still was now.Ethan revealed that he was never a fan of the shit that they did to girls, but never gave it a second thought because it never affected him directly.No matter the circumstance, it was still so wrong to do to any girl.Fortu