Make Me Better

I had forgotten all about my dad. It only hit me that he had told me not to go when it was probably too late. Frank was turning onto my street. I was hoping that he wouldn't be awake or that he would understand why I had to go. I convinced frank to go home, if dad was mad I didn't want Frank to stick around and watch him scream at me. He's been through enough tonight, and all because of me.

I was right, he was asleep. I could hear his light snores as I walked through the hall and made my way into my room. I slipped off my shoes and took off my shirt. I slipped off my jeans and got into my bed. I wasn't sleepy at all, even though it was almost 6 in the morning. I just couldn't get over everything that had happened. My mind was swarming with questions, questions I wanted to ask my mom but I didn't. I was wondering is he was always like that? Was he always aggressive towards her? Probably not, if she left dad for him then he must have been quite charming. He didn't look as old as my father, he was quite young, and really tall. He looked as if he was some sort of football player. Then I thought about how my mom didn't tell him she was pregnant. What if the baby was his? That meant he would have some sort of right of seeing the baby. I didn't want him around my mother. I knew he was in custody now but that didn't guarantee him staying in jail forever. That guy was just bad news.

I felt relief wash over me as I recalled that my mom was going to be staying with my grandma. She was going to be closer to me, which made me happy. I wanted to be mad at my mom, but all I felt for her was sorrow. I felt sorry that she was in this shitty situation. There was nothing I could do to make things go back to normal, but I could patch things up with her. It was the least I could do. She didn't have anyone, well minus my grandma. She didn't have dad, she didn't have HIM. She had me now. I was going to try and put everything behind, I would try my hardest to forgive her. I knew that if I were her I would want all the support I could get.

I drifted off to sleep after a while of getting lost in my thoughts. I knew I had only slept for a short amount of time. I sat up and looked at the digital clock on my nightstand. It was 7;30 AM. Meaning I only slept two hours. I laid back down and listened to the light noises coming from the living room. I got out of bed and opened my room door, I made my way into the living room. My dad was sitting on the couch, slipping on his shoes.

"You looked tired." he observed.

I only nodded, debating whether to just tell him I snuck out yesterday. I had a feeling he knew but wasn't saying anything.

"Your mother called me this morning. So, what is she planning to do?" He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"She didn't tell you?" I questioned.

"All she said is that you went over to her place and some things happened."

"She said she was going to live with grandma for a bit." I said after I let a yawn escape my lips. He stood up and adjusted his tie.

"What exactly happened?" He asked.

"Nothing, really." I lied.

He turned to face me, "He didn't do anything to your mother, right?" His eyes boring into mine, "Did he do anything to you?"

I shook my head.

"Good." His voice was hard, I knew he wanted to say more but he had stopped himself. He walked out the living room and into the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee.

"They're done, right? She isn't with him anymore?" He asked, it was a bit hard for me to understand what he was saying since he was so far away.

"Yeah."

I heard a tiny sigh, and I felt a bit sad for him. I wonder how he was feeling about all of this? was he mad because mom was pregnant or was a tiny bit happy that there was a possibility that they were going to have another child. I think that my dad would be just like me, he would come around eventually. I knew was going to forgive mom, maybe not as soon as I was but I knew he would do it.

He emerged from the kitchen, he grabbed his suitcase.

"See you later, kid." He ruffled my hair and kissed my cheek before leaving. I went to my bathroom to take a shower. Once I was done, I went over to Lindsey's since we hadn't been spending much time together.

"Hey." She smiled when she opened the door.

"Hi."

"What have you been up to?" She asked as I sat on the edge of her bed.

"Nothing much." I decided that I didn't feel like bringing up everything that went down yesterday. We talked about random stuff and school for a while until Gerard showed up. He made out with Lindsey for a while before realizing that I was even there.

"Sorry." He smiled as he pulled away.

"No worries."

"Hey, I could really go for some ice cream." Gerard said with a grin.

"It's freezing out." Lindsey laughed.

"Aw, come on." He wrapped an arm around Lindsey's waist and kissed her cheek, she smiled brightly and turned her head to return the kiss.

"I'm in." I said as I stood up. Gerard gave me a high five and led the way outside. I figured calling Frank would be a good idea. He answered on the first ring and I laughed. I told him we were going to get ice cream and he told me that he would meet us there.

"Finally!" I said happily. Frank raised an eyebrow as he came closer to our booth. "These guys are so annoying." I sighed dramatically.

"We are not." Lindsey defended.

"Yeah, you are. You've been sitting here making out and whispering to each other. How gross." I stuck my tongue out at them.

Gerard raised an eyebrow, "You don't act like that with Frank?" I scooted over to make room for Frank.

"No, she hates me." Frank nudged me lightly.

"Yup." I nodded my head quickly and Gerard laughed.

"Well, that's too bad." he smiled before kissing Lindsey's cheek. Frank and I made vomiting noises.

"You two are seriously meant to be." Lindsey said after we were done being disgusted.

"I know." Frank said quietly, making my hear flutter as he draped an arm around my shoulders and pulled my closer to his warm body.