Regrets

Honestly, I don't know why I don't move. I just wait there a second, my face is so flustered. At this point, I'm just staring at the dash of the car, mostly zoning off.

"Grace?" Laureen snaps me out of it, "You ok? Earth to Grace!"

"Oh yeah," I whip my head around like nothing had happened, "I was just staring off into space."

"Well, you do tend to do that a lot..." I'm not sure if I should be relieved or hurt after she said that.

"Y-yeah..." I just laugh it off nervously, "Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye!" I wave to her as I get out.

"Bye!" she waves back at me and smiles. Her smile lights up my day, lights up my life. I can never get enough of her.

I shut the car door and walk away from her as she drives off. I walk towards my house, realizing it's dark. I'm afraid to check the time. However, I'm also sort of mad at myself. I felt like kissing her, I'm not going to lie about that. But, why didn't I just do it? She stated she likes me back, so why can't I even make a move now?! All I can do is sigh as I turn the knob to the front door. I'm later than she wanted me to be, I just know it. Dad's probably home and already in bed. Work tires him.

I open the door and step inside. I gently close the door and start turning around. The lights are on in the living room. She's sitting in Dad's chair, waiting for me. I'm dead meat, I came too late. I had such a fun time with Laureen though. I don't even need to ask, I know it was worth it. I found out she likes me back.

"Well, would you look at who finally showed up." She stares at me angrily as a turn around to face her. "Do you have any idea what time it is?!"

"Too late," I just sigh and take my shoes off.

"You know I wanted you home earlier, it may be Thursday, but it's still a school night!" She's really mad this time. I wonder if she'll ever get mad like that one time...

"I just lost track of time, it's fine. It won't happen again. Besides, none of my classes have given out too much homework. None of it's due tomorrow, it's all due Monday. I have the whole weekend to work on it."

"I don't care, you don't take that tone with me! I am your mother! I gave birth to you!"

"I didn't ask for that. If you didn't want me to be born, then you didn't have to have me. Even if I was an accident, you could've easily gotten rid of me."

I shouldn't have said that. I started regretting it the moment I said it. I mean, I do think I have a point, but knowing her, she won't see it that way. She has really bad anger management issues. The only reason she didn't get mad at me when I brought Shawn home, is because I wasn't super late and I brought a hurt cat home. This is different. She looks really mad, like that one time it got really bad. She's about to explode, and I'm not just in trouble. I'm in danger.