Cover Girl

I smiled, “Your Dallas?”

Kendall nodded, “Yeah, my Dallas.”

I sat back on the couch next to him, “It’s nice to just sit here and not have to worry about anything.”

“Well, what all do you have to worry about?” He asked.

I hesitated, “Just school and work.”

No matter how hard I tried to hide something, Kendall would find out. He would find out about Brody, whether I decided to tell him or not. I mean it’s not like he’s some kind of horrible person, he just gets a temper at times. Which is no big deal, it happens to everyone.

“Dal?” Kendall asked.

I glanced up at him, “Yeah?”

He sighed, “You sure you’re okay?”

I forced a smile, “I’m good.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but my phone ringing cut him off. I held up a finger and answered it; walking away from the couch and Kendall.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Where are you?” Brody sounded somewhat worried.

I took a breath, “At a friend’s house.”

“The guy?” He was angry.

“Yes.” I stated.

“Come home, now.” He demanded.

“I-I’ll come home when you calm down.” I whispered, hoping Kendall couldn’t hear the conversation.

“No, you can come home now Dallas.” His voice was rising.

“Brody, calm down, I will be home later.” My voice was cracking.

He huffed, “You better come home tonight.”

Before I could reply, he hung up. I turned to see Kendall staring at me, he had heard everything. Excuses started to run through my head, I just wasn’t sure what he would ask or which one I would use.