It All Started With a Diary

fighting it|part 1

I thanked him with a returning smile. "You too." And, he truly did. From his black hoodie that looked so normal, and ending to the dark sweats he so casually wore.

Fuck, this man was fine.

I lowered my head, shaking it to clear my thoughts. How could my life change so quickly? One minute I was trying to get over him, and the next I was heading to his house. It was laughable.

"Well, we should head out," I spoke as I caught his eyes on my lips. "It'll be nice to see your mother again."

I chuckled as he tore his gaze away. We walked to his car, our steps slow and carefully taken. As we got inside, I looked at him as his phone began to ring.

"Fuck," he hissed, immediately hitting decline.

I waved it off. "Oh, you can answer it."

Kade chuckled, running a bruised hand across his jaw. "I'm not a complete dick, Kimberly."

I nodded, watching as the small hint of smile never left his face. For once, I didn't feel anything other than joy at this. At him.

I was happy.

I sat silently, listening to the music as he drove to his house. I continued to tug on the ends of my long sleeved shirt, even as the comfort of the car set in. It was something I found common only with him, comfortable in silence and in speech. He was comfortable.

"You're okay?" I suddenly heard him ask.

I looked at him, confused. "What?"

"From last night, love. Are you okay?" he repeated.

His concern went to heart. "Why wouldn't I be?" I asked him, chuckling. "I'm perfectly fine. It's not like we..." I trailed off as my body overheated until it hurt.

"I wouldn't take your virginity in a car, Kimberly." Kade chuckled, making a turn down his road. "But I was talking about Angelo."

I felt my cheeks darken as his words reached me. I didn't want to talk about sex, or my virginity. Especially knowing that he definitely was not a virgin himself.

I gulped as we pulled up to his house. Different vehicles were now littered across the drive way, causing my anxiety to slightly grow. It was different with only two people here, much different.

Kade read right over me.  "We'll just head up to my room, alright?" he offered in an attempt to comfort at the drainage of my skin.

I nodded, gulping down any courage I had. If any at all.

He opened my side of the car, and slowly, we walked to the front door of his home.

I eyed the ground, crossing my arms over one another as my nerves grew. I had never met his family before other than his mother, and just the thought of it scared me. I didn't even know what to say to them, or how Kade had addressed me to them beforehand.

As he opened the door, I gathered all my courage and held it into a facade. But, as I laid eyes on a woman physically similar to Kade's mother, my courage was immediately thrown outside the window.