I woke up Monday morning still excited from the weekend. It was a whirlwind on the gossip mill dealing with Jessa and her drama with Jason, but all the time in the back of my head, I was replaying my time with Leo. His moods were so erratic, but at the end of the day, he cared for me and that was why he got upset. I didn't mind that at all.
I was so not excited for school. Now there was no hiding that Leo and I were together, which I didn't mind in the slightest, but I knew people would probably stare at me and wonder how the hell I hooked such a catch like him. I often wondered the same thing.
He was too good for me. He had the world in the palm of his hand. Well, Ridgebury at least. He hung out with jerks like Derek, which was a major negative in my book. But he was a killer athlete and would no doubt get drafted to some high level school. It was good for him.
With much urgency, I pushed Leo out the door and called for Jessa to follow. Her and mom were in the living area, giggling together no doubt at my expense. I didn't want to subject Leo to the two of them when they were all high on gossip. He laughed as I shut the door behind us.
"Don't want me to meet mom?" he asked in a joking tone.
"Not tonight," I answered back, letting out a sigh. "Hi," I said, finally relaxing a bit.
"You look beautiful," he said, stepping toward me and putting his hand on my hip. I leaned into it, loving the warmth of his body near mine. All of my worry from the day vanished in just a moment in his presence.
My phone mostly stayed on vibrate. I would say in my entire life, I never took it off. Over the next few days, I turned the volume up, set customized ring tones and alert tones, and the phone was attached at my hip. Leo asked for my number, yet he hadn't used it yet.
Saturday came around fast and I did my regular routine of catching up on homework and checking my memory cards for new photographs I wanted to print. Usually, I'd start and then lose the entire day in my camera. Today that was not the case.
Every minute dragged. It probably was due to my constant checking of my phone, but I didn't want to admit it. I poked up for air around 2:30 in the afternoon and meandered downstairs for sustanance. My stomach was screaming at me to eat.
Confusion didn't even begin to describe the array of emotions that flooded me the second I left Leo's car. He flipped so fast, going from charming to cold and seemingly over nothing. I made a joke and suddenly he wanted me gone. I had no idea what I did wrong, but there was the distinct ache in my gut that told me it was my fault.
I hated this guilty feeling that swarmed and burned me.
The second I walked into my house, I knew it'd be an ambush. Mom was sitting on the couch with a cup of something steaming on her lap and Jessa by her side. The two were gossiping about who knew what and the moment I walked in, the room silenced. For some reason, this familiar scene annoyed me today.
"Yes?" I asked, dropping my bag near the door. I didn't want to share my very private moment with Leo with my mom and Jessa. It was weird. It felt like they were trying to pry into the relationship that wasn't even a relationship yet. I didn't want to jinx anything.
"Her lips definitely look plumped," Jessa whispered to my mom. She never was a quiet whisperer.
"We kissed, it wasn't a big deal." I shrugged it off and walked past them into the kitchen. I poured myself a mug of the boiling water on the stove and added two spoonfuls of hot cocoa mix. I slow walked back into the family room where I expected more questioning to take place.
Staring at the two pictures of Leo made me depressed. I woke up Monday morning with a splitting headache and a gurgling stomach. I didn't think I was coming down with anything, but I just felt crappy. I peeked out my white shades in the bedroom to decide what to wear. The sun was out, it looked warm, but leaves had begun to litter the ground. I opted for jeans and boots and a plain black t-shirt.
I grabbed my backpack and camera and went downstairs. Dad was missing, but mom was sitting at the table sipping her coffee and reading from her phone. She looked up when I stomped down, her eyebrows pinched in worry.
"What's wrong, Carley?" She stood up and came to me.
My regular Saturday routine was messed up thanks to the football game and busy night chauffering the drunk people home. I slept in until about 11 am and when I went down the stairs, a note greeted me on the kitchen table instead of my parents like they usually were.
At the store. Don't worry about coming in. Take the day for yourself. Love you! -M&D
I was half parts relieved and half parts annoyed that I didn't have to head in for work today. On the plus, I could get all of my photos from the last week developed, but on the other side, I was losing out on money and busy-ness. I wanted to keep busy today and not think about Leo, though our encounter from last night was on a permanent replay in my head.
My heart was racing and my stomach was knotting itself over and over again that an uncomfortable thickness was solidifying. I ached and hurt and even worse than that, I was confused. Leo seemed upset, then sad again, then furious, then he kissed me, then he was mad and told me to stop taking pictures of him.
I lifted my fingers to my lips and sure enough, they were still wet from Leo. My lips were throbbing, but so was the rest of my body. A rhythmic hum was coursing through my veins after the encounter with Leo. I was standing though my legs were numb.
What just happened?
Grouped like a mob scene from Occupy Wallstreet, the entire school it felt like walked from downtown Ridgebury to the football field back at school. It was less than a mile, or maybe a mile exactly, I had never measured, away from Pluto Pizza and the herd of us walked altogether. It was starting to get a little chilly and instantly I wished I had a long sleeve shirt under mine. It was maybe fifty degrees but in short-sleeves and the promise of it only getting colder, I regretted my fashion choice.
Jessa was walking ahead of me, her arm linked with Jason and Cami beside her, linked up with Mike. I didn't know that Cami and Mike were together or even liked each other but they'd been attached all night long. Jason passed Jessa a water bottle and I knew there was vodka or some cheep alcohol inside. Yet another football tradition I wasn't a big fan of.
We'd been at Pluto Pizza all of five minutes before I had my camera out and began snapping pictures of the packed place. The noise of people talking over one another was a loud hum that didn't let you understand anything anyone was saying. Everything smelled of garlic and everyone was dressed head to toe in black and orange.
"Hey!" Jason said as he strolled into the pizza place. He slid past a group of juniors and cuddled right up to Jessa. Jessa turned toward me and winked. I didn't know why she liked Jason, he was a slimeball and she didn't even really like him. One of the positives she said about him was that she only saw him on the bus. I didn't get it.
I fell in love with Leo Daniels faster than you could say Leo Daniels. September 2016, I remember when it happened like it was yesterday. He was the seventeen-year-old, unattainable, lacrosse player who was way out of my league, but one day in the hall, he saw me.
I was fascinated with him, wanting to know why he pushed people away and why he acted so distant at certain times. He was strange and mysterious— and before long, he was mine.
Then we changed. Leo had a life that was foreign to me. In the town of Ridgebury, I was sheltered and accepted, and my family surrounded me with love. But Leo’s life was toxic. And his poison burned into me.
What was I supposed to do? Leave him to avoid what was sure to be a terrible ending, or stay by his side? I deserved better, but so did he. If I stayed, would we lose everything? What was the price of our love?
© Taylor Lavati 2017
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