11. Missed me?

It was a nightmare. My dad confronted me when I got home, and he was so mad. He was yelling at me that I should behave and respect him more. I was so angry that tears almost came out of my eyes, but there was nothing I could do or say.

Well, I'm just glad mom is back home and that we can say over at her for now. Living with dad is just not working anymore. I told my mom, and she couldn't believe that dad has given me so much responsibility for my brother and that he actually told me to skip my job for it.

Honestly, I think deep inside dad, and he wished sometimes he could never have us at his home. We are just in the way, especially my brother. He never wants to go to dad, and I understand him fully. Jake has been nothing but misery ever since my parents divorced.

When my parents were together, my dad never complained, and mom always took care of us, which is why she left. She felt like a prisoner in her own house. All she did was taking care of my brother and me. She never left the house for trips or went out with her friends, and now it feels like that is what he is doing with me.

Mom said she was going to talk with him. Well, let's say that I listened to her arguing with dad on the phone for over an hour. My brother hates it when they fight. He was in his room playing games with his headphones on.

After the talk, mom said that Jake and I could stay with her until they fix it. I was happy to hear that, even though I know my mom has found someone else. She is dating a guy named Simon. I haven't met him yet, but mom wants both Jake and me to meet him. I don't mind, but I know Jake will struggle because he hates changes.

After I picked out a book, I close my locker, but only to feel someone push me against it. I hit my forehead, and I rub it as I turn around. Only to see Jessica. I haven't seen her for a long while. I don't care where she has been because she has been nothing but a nightmare for me.

"Missed me?" She grins, but I roll my eyes in annoyance.

"Not at all," I answer honestly. I don't get why she has to pick on me all the time. Ever since, she overheard my conversation with Alissa, where I came out to my friend. Jessica has been using that against me.

Right now, I don't care if she outed me to people, but even though she does that. She would still pick on me. So well, nothing positive would come out of it anyways.

"Well, I missed bullying you." She smiles at me and then leaves. I sigh in irritation.

"She is back." I turn to Alissa, who just showed up next to me.

"Yep." I groan.

"We should do something about her. You can't keep her doing this to you almost every day, you know." She tells me, worried, but I shrug. I don't really care, and I don't want to make it worse than it already is.

"Let's just go to class, okay?" I say, and she nods, but she is still worried.

"Are you going to work today, or are you free?" She wonders.

"I'm free; want to do something today?" I ask, and she smiles right away.

"Yeah, I miss my friend. What about at my place and a movie?" Alissa questions, and I nod.

"That sounds good," I say. I need that getting away from my family and spend time with my friend. My head has been so busy with other things that I have forgotten my dear friend; I feel bad not spending so much time with her lately.

"I really look forward to it." I smile, and a wide grin comes across her face too.

"Yeah, just you and me time." She says, and we both split ways to go to our classrooms. I can always count on Alissa to be there for me because she always has and I for her. It took me six lonely years at school until Alissa transferred.

She was bullied so badly at her other school that the only way they could make it end was to move her here. It is really a weak thing to do. I mean, they should have expelled those who mocked her, but Alissa's took this option instead.

This was good because the bullying stopped, and she got a friend, and I got a friend. That's why she is so worried about Jessica picks on me. Alissa always says she wished she could punch her face, which makes a strange picture come into my head.

But, honestly, I don't worry about that right now. I have so much going on in my head: my family issues and Willow. The girl I can't get out of my head. Not even out of my dreams. She is literary everywhere.