My Only Exception

Chapter 12

"Oh" Was all we managed to get out. 

Angela's mom stood at the door, looking around the room for an answer. Katie and I were scared to death and we just blankly stared at her. 

"Who... Whe-" Angela's mom paused her sentence as Ange emerged from the bathroom. Things just got a million times worse. Ange dropped her clothes onto the carpet in front of the bathroom door. She looked at me, then back at her mom. No one said anything. 

"Mom...., I..." Ange didnt even try to finish her sentence as her mom glared at her. 

" Angela! You need to explain now!.... I cant believe...Why is there a boy in here?" 

Katie and I just looked at Ange and and back to her mom. I felt like it was out of place for me to say anything, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.

Angela's POV

My heart was drumming in my chest. I didnt know how to explain to my mom why Louis was in my room, Or how he wasnt in there one minute, then he was suddenly there the next. 

"Explain, now Angela" My mom says in most threatning way she can. She has never yelled at me before, Well I never gave her a reson to. I cant tell her the truth, I would definatly be in trouble 

'Well basically what happend mom, was Katie, Louis, and I all went to a crazy party. The cops ended up coming and breaking it up, oh yeah and WE ran from them. After words we came home and it was late so Louis slept over, well he probably would have anyways considering he has multiple times WHILE you and dad were here.' 

"Angela. Do I need to get your dad?"  She said sternly

"Okay. Katie slept over last night, And this morning Louis came over to get his Jacket. We knew that mabey it wasnt a good idea and then when you came to the room, we hid him. I- " I was interupted by my mom

"Katie and Louis, Im sorry but you two please leave me and Angela alone to talk. You can go home" She says while still keeping eye contact with me. I have NEVER seen my mother, tell anyon eto leave, on my behalf, or for any other reason. I have also never seen her this upset with me before. Was it really that bad, is it me, or is she going through something. 

"Angela. what is going on?" She says sitting on the edge of my bed. " You have been changing in a good way, making progress in communication with us, being more open even if it was just a small little thing. I think your happier now, I can see it in the way you act. I am going to assume, that either Louis completes the trio and you guys have alot more fun now, or Louis just makes you happier in general. I dont know how long you guys had knew each other before you, got together. I dont think you guys are that serious, but I see that he does make you happy. I dont know where I am going with this, I guess what im saying is that I dont believe your 'story'. I think Louis stayed the night and that it is wrong. Angela it is innapropriate."

I see my mom getting more serious, a change from when she first sat down and sounded understanding. 

"Something in me still wants you to see your freinds and be around Louis but you are grounded for a week. They can come over, When we are around and you guys have to be in the family room. NO upstairs. You cant go out with them to parties and they can only come over after 12 and no later than 10" 

Was my mom actually compromising with me, and letting me see Katie and Louis. 

"Thank you! so much. Im sorry for lying." I say as my mom gets up. 

"Your dad is still sleeping and we dont have to tell him, I know he will take this way out proportion." She said as she walked out of my room. 

I picked up the clothes that I had dropped by the door and placed them in the hamper, before I went and texted Katie and Louis about what was going to happen. I got up and decided to clean up my room a little because I was a bit bored. After cleaning my room, I headed to the bathroom to start. Mind-way through cleaning I opened up a drawer and started straightning things up in it. I got to a small box in the back of the drawer and pulled it out to see hat was in it. I opened the box and took a look inside, I immediantly closed it again before setting it back down on the floor. I had to have a minute to think. The image of the small rectangular piece of silver that lay in the box was still in my mind. I had forgotten that I still had it, and even though I dont ever plan on harming myself again, I dont wanna throw it away. I picked the box up and walked over to my closet. I opened up a shoe box that had a bunch of paint brushes and tape for when I feel like getting crafty. I place the smaller box inside and put it back up on the highest shelf. If im not keeping it to use again, its more like a memory. I can always look back and know that, that was my resoloution before and now I just hope that I can be strong enough to talk about the problems and not run.