Almost is Never Enough

Chapter 2: The Call

"Hey! Come down for dinner!" Dad called upstairs. Me and my older sister and younger sister ran down the stairs. We all sat down at the island in the kitchen.

"So what did you cook for dinner Dad?" My oldest sister True asked while texting on her phone. She was always on her phone. I'm not really one to talk about her. Being that I am obsessed with mine to. My younger sister Victoria envies us both because get a phone until she turns 11. She is only 9 years old now.

"Bourbon chicken." My dad answered with a smile. He is wearing that same apron we got him 5 years ago before the divorce. Him and my mom got a divorce 4 years ago after my dad came out as gay. He got married 2 years ago to this guy named Philip. Good guy he makes my dad happy. So I have 2 dads and a mom. Who recently got engaged. Lot going on in my life.

My thoughts are interrupted by the vibration from my phone. Ashton is calling me. "May I be excused?" I ask my dad.

"Sure go ahead." With that I get up from my stool and go to my room. I call Ashton back. After 2 rings he answers.

"Hello?" He sounds tired. Not like he's been sleeping kind of tired but a stressed kind of tired. "You there Chy?" That's his nickname for me.

"Yeah I'm here. You called?" I am currently whispering careful not to let the family hear. "Yeah I need to talk to you. About something." Uh oh this can't be good. "Okay shoot." I say calmly when really I'm panicking on the inside.

"Okay here goes. I really have been missing you. And I want to go back out." I frown at this I miss him too but he is so far away. I can't handle it. I know it's not like he is in California but he is in New Jersey. "Hello?"

"We talked about this Ash I love you a lot too. But it won't work. Haven't you heard that saying when you love someone set them free that's what I'm trying to do with you." I say tears stinging my eyes. Not only was Ashton my boyfriend but he is my best friend. He was their through the divorce. I was there for him when through his depression. When his younger sister had committed suicide. Due to being bullied at school because of her dyslexia. He felt like it was his fault for never standing up for her. He would cut more often. He comforted me when I was sad or confused or angry. He stayed with me which means so much considering....other people didn't.

"Well it's a lot harder than they make it seem I miss you a lot more than you know. I can't even sleep at night." By this point tears were streaming down my cheeks.

"It's hard for me too. I'm trying to be strong and you are making it difficult. You know that I love you. But I have to let you go. I know how painful it will end up being if we start dating again." It was quiet on the other end. And then he hung up. I really hope he doesn't start cutting again because of me. I love him too much to know that I could be the reason his depression came back. Then I returned to the dining table.

"Everything okay sweetheart?" My dad asked me with a worried look in his eyes. I gave him a reassuring smile. "Yeah. I'm fine." And then I began eating.

Bzzzz Bzzzz Bzzzz. My phone vibrated in my pocket while i was washing the dishes. I had received a text. It read "You little bitch."
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