It's Complicated

It's Complicated: 13

===Tala's Point of View===

It's now the start of week two of my grounding. My mom was beyond pissed that I never came back that night and grounded me for three weeks. She gave me this whole speech about responsibility, how she's disappointed in me, why I shouldn't sleep at a guy's house, yadda yadda yadda. I tuned her out, but caught parts of her emotional speech.

Since I still don't have a cell phone, she couldn't take that away. Instead I have no tv and I can only use my computer for school work. She literally keeps my laptop with her and I have to ask for it. Cue the eye roll. If you ask me, she's blowing this all out of proportion.

Asher has agreed with everything my mother has done which has me believing he's her lapdog. He is so whipped already and they're not even married. Gag.

And while we're on the roof of romance and crap, Bo has be almost clingy. We're not even together, but its like he's always around me. He gets this possessive look whenever I talk to or about Shane, but I ignore it because he has no reason to freak out.

Another thing, I swear he's starting to follow me. If I go to the kitchen for a snack, he's there. If I go outside to go for a run after school, he tags along saying he has nothing better to do. It's so annoying! The really weird thing about him spending all this time around me is that a part of me inside actually likes it. When I say little, I mean minuscule. I know I shouldn't like his company, but I can't help that small part of me that likes it. I keep scolding that part of myself because there's no way I can like him hanging around. It's just weird.

As for my dirty little secret, it's been strange. I get these urges to go for a run, even if its like the middle of the night, and I end up sneaking out my window. It's becoming easier to do thanks to all the practice. I've also noticed I eat so much more then I used to. I mean, I ate pretty good for a girl before, but now it's ridiculous. Kinda hope that no one else notices my late night snacks almost every night now. I'm pretty sure my mom thinks there are mice in the house because of the disappearing food, but I never say anything about it.

Other then my weird eating, I almost ripped the screen door off its hinges the other day after I got upset. And on those runs with Bo I have to majorly tone down the speed I want to use. I can't run at full speed and leave him in my dust. That'd look really suspicious.

Shane hasn't told anyone about me and for that I love him more then ever for sticking by me. He hasn't asked about seeing my wolf again and I also haven't changed into her since that night. He brought me the knife that man threw at me and its now in my dresser hiding under some socks.

Other then all if the above, life has been a bore. I argue with my mom, Asher storms out of the house mad, and I lock myself in my room for the rest of the night. The usual. Oh, and Ash bit the mailman yesterday. I saw the whole thing and laughed my ass off. My little baby knows how to make me smile and I have her a treat later when no one was looking.

I crack my door open and listen for the sound of anyone moving around in the house, but all I hear is the steady breathing of sleeping people.

Slipping through a small space, I use my ninja-like skills to creep down the hall, stairs and into the kitchen without making so much as a peep.

I open the freezer and grab the tub of chocolate ice cream and then a spoon from a drawer. I never said I ate healthy snacks when I snuck down late at night or in the early mornings.

I can easily smell the chocolate without even opening the lid and it tempts me to eat it the whole way back to my room.

I plop down on my bed and pop off the lid to dig in. It's just my luck to have almost a new container which means more to eat. Yay!