It was Christmas Day. A quiet, still, lonesome night. I got some clothes, a pair of shoes nothing spectacular. Thurston's gifts sat still underneath the tree. He hasn't been back home since yesterday . I think I was the only one worried.
" You think he's gonna come back.?" I asked mom quietly
"David says that he does this from time to time. So yeah I think he'll be back." Mom absentmindedly answered
"I hope he's okay."
" Me too Honey, me too."
I didn't tell David and Mom that Thurston left because me and him got into an argument. I couldn't talk about it and I didn't want to hear anymore yelling. Instead I told them that he told me he was going out for a while and that he would be right back. Obviously this was far from the truth.
" On Christmas Day?" David pondered
Wherever he was, I just prayed that he was alright.
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" Its not fair." I whined
"Life isn't fair Kymberlee."
" I know but it should be." I sniffled
He wiped a tear from my eye and rubbed my back in circles.
"That's your issue. You expect life to be a certain way and get disappointed. Stop trying be WonderWoman and start being Kymberlee."
Dad always knew what to say. And 9 times out of ten he was right . This was definitely one of those times .
I sniffled . I don't know why I wasn't reacting like I thought I might have been if I even seen my dad again. I was calm, like I just went over to his house and we started talking. I didn't want to question it though. It could last however long it wanted to.
" Kymberlee."
"Yeaah Dad."
"Kymberlee."
"Yeaah.."
"Kym....Kymmm..."
" Mary Jane.!"
I woke up screaming . Quickly it was silenced as a familiar hand went over my mouth.
" When I left you were screaming and now I come back your still doing it." He smiled
but it wasn't that smile that I was used too. Like he didn't seem happy inside. His hair looked like a tossed salad. His eyes looked puffy.. He just didn't look like the Thurston I knew.
" I better leave. " He sighed
" No," I frantically spoke
He hesitated but sat back down next to me. I sat there and stared at him in awe. My hand reached out and caressed his check. It started to feel warm after a while.
"Thurston..." I smiled
" I can't believe your happy to see me."
"... I'm sorry." I abruptly said
"No no no, I'm sorry. Things shouldn't have gotten as bad as they did."
Shoot, who he telling. I may have looked tough that day but in reality I was scared for my life .
" I should have better control over my um, 'eggs' as Momma Dee would say." He lightly chuckled
Thurston laughed but it didn't match his overall presence.
" What are you thinking about because I know you are." He smiled
" About how much of a bitch I've been."
"Never ." He smiled placing his hand over his heart
"Still.. I'm sorry about.. Your friend." I turned up nose up
I still think I should of given her a good lickin'. Or "box ha up" as my mother would say.
"Haha.. Don't be sorry. She wasn't all that great anyways."
" Mm, I Bet." I chuckled
Thurston's eyes shifted toward my alarm clock. Slowly his smile was tucked away.
"Its 5:39, you and I need some sleep." I frowned. I didn't want Thurston to leave my side again then again I didn't like the way I was all wrapped up in him either. Did I ever really know what I wanted?
"Sweet dreams." He kissed my forehead
"Yeaah." I smiled, snuggling deeper into my bed
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