The Truth Part 4
"Sophia."
Silence. She either knew that it was me and had no idea what to say or didn't recognize the voice.
"Is this...Mia?"
"Let me talk, do not cut me off or hang up. I know everything. I know why you ended our friendship after all of those years in sixth grade. You were trying to protect your mother and my father! We had been friends for so long the last thing I expected from you, of all people, was to keep this from me! Something so big! He ruined our Christmas and if you were to have told me, things could have been different! I could have confronted him before we all lost him! I could have told my mom so she wouldn't have to lay in bed crying for months wondering why she wasn't good enough! I could have warned Paige that things were going to be different! That he was not going to be around anymore! I could have saved her from experiencing this at such a young age! I could have saved my whole entire family from heartbreak! Why did you have to keep this from me? Why were you okay with it? Why did you support it? We were best friends for God's sake! You knew what it was like to not have your father around! That is a feeling I never understood until six years ago! You knew how bad it hurt to be abandoned like this, but then you let your best friend's father cheat on his wife and leave his two kids for your mother! How do you not feel guilty? All of these years did you not feel bad that the three of us were wondering what we did wrong? Do you not feel bad that your mother is the reason my family is the way we are today? Why? All of these years why did you never bother to reach out and tell me the truth? Why?!"
I heard her faint cries through the phone. I felt angry tears threatening again.
"I...I don't know. I honestly do...don't know what to say. I shouldn't have kept it from you for all of this time. I just didn't want to ruin..."
"Ruin what!" I screamed and Aidan flinched. "What on earth could you be so worried about ruining? My family? Clearly not because you kept this secret which hurt us even more! Do you understand how hard it is to wake up every single day wondering what we did wrong? Why he could no longer love my mom or us! It's terrible and you should know that considering your father left you only a few years before my father left us!"
"What do you want from me? To apologize five million times? Because I'm sorry! I really am! I hate myself each and everyday for keeping such a heartbreaking secret this entire time. I really am and I know it is not forgivable, trust me. I know how hard it is to lose your father and I should have made more of an effort to keep you from feeling that same thing. I am so, so sorry and trust me, I know sorry is no where near good enough. I just...I couldn't...my mom was so happy and..."
"Stop. I do not want to hear excuses right now. I need your help. I want to find my father to confront him. Where are you living? Is it close?"
She sounded hesitant, but told me right away all of her information.
It took me almost all of March to convince my mom that I was ready to see him. When she finally agreed to let me go to his house, I asked her if she would want to come with me, but she quickly declined my offer every single time, and trust me there were a lot of times. I asked Aidan to come with me, but only stay in the car. I wanted to be there alone, showing him that what he did didn't completely destroy me. I made sure to not let Paige hear anything about this plan because she would want to come so she could see him even though she barely remembers him.
On April 1, I went to bed terrified, knowing that tomorrow after school I would go see my father. We had the whole plan figured out. Aidan was going to pick me up from school and then we would drive only ten minutes to go see my father. Aidan would wait in the car with a front row seat to everything that was happening. Then, I would talk to my father...I guess. I hadn't thought that far ahead yet, I couldn't because it made me sick.
School the next day seemed to last five hours longer than usual. Finally, the eighth period bell rang and I froze. Aidan texted me that he was in the side parking lot so there would be less traffic. A rush of adrenaline hit me; I packed up my bag and ran out of the classroom while my teacher was still talking. I found Aidan's blue car and practically sprinted to the passenger door. It was time.
"Why are you so sweaty?" he asked me.
"I sprinted all the way from upstairs down that huge hill to get here. I was too nervous I couldn't wait. Drive!"
The ride went by way too fast. I was ready, but I wasn't. I wanted to be, but my heart was pounding so hard I'm shocked it didn't come out of my chest. We pulled into his driveway and I froze.
Silence. She either knew that it was me and had no idea what to say or didn't recognize the voice.
"Is this...Mia?"
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I heard her faint cries through the phone. I felt angry tears threatening again.
"I...I don't know. I honestly do...don't know what to say. I shouldn't have kept it from you for all of this time. I just didn't want to ruin..."
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"What do you want from me? To apologize five million times? Because I'm sorry! I really am! I hate myself each and everyday for keeping such a heartbreaking secret this entire time. I really am and I know it is not forgivable, trust me. I know how hard it is to lose your father and I should have made more of an effort to keep you from feeling that same thing. I am so, so sorry and trust me, I know sorry is no where near good enough. I just...I couldn't...my mom was so happy and..."
"Stop. I do not want to hear excuses right now. I need your help. I want to find my father to confront him. Where are you living? Is it close?"
She sounded hesitant, but told me right away all of her information.
It took me almost all of March to convince my mom that I was ready to see him. When she finally agreed to let me go to his house, I asked her if she would want to come with me, but she quickly declined my offer every single time, and trust me there were a lot of times. I asked Aidan to come with me, but only stay in the car. I wanted to be there alone, showing him that what he did didn't completely destroy me. I made sure to not let Paige hear anything about this plan because she would want to come so she could see him even though she barely remembers him.
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School the next day seemed to last five hours longer than usual. Finally, the eighth period bell rang and I froze. Aidan texted me that he was in the side parking lot so there would be less traffic. A rush of adrenaline hit me; I packed up my bag and ran out of the classroom while my teacher was still talking. I found Aidan's blue car and practically sprinted to the passenger door. It was time.
"Why are you so sweaty?" he asked me.
"I sprinted all the way from upstairs down that huge hill to get here. I was too nervous I couldn't wait. Drive!"
The ride went by way too fast. I was ready, but I wasn't. I wanted to be, but my heart was pounding so hard I'm shocked it didn't come out of my chest. We pulled into his driveway and I froze.
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