My Life With You

It's Too Much

The next day at school was brutal, Isaac tried talking to me I guess he figured he had a better shot there. He managed to pull my arm into an empty hallway with lockers. "You haven't been answering my phone calls or texts, don't you think we need to talk?" he said looking at me. I didn't want to look at him, especially eye contact, I was already hurting, " I don't want to talk to you" I said looking at the wall. "Sam, I'm sorry, I was drinking, and she starting hitting on me" he said. "That's your excuse, really Isaac, that's how easy it is for you to cheat on me, especially with my best friend" I said more angry then I wanted to be, "Save it I don't want to hear anymore, you both were made for each other." I added before walking away. That was the last time I spoke to Isaac.

The first few weeks were the hardest, it wasn't long before I started hearing rumors they were dating.

It was hard enough seeing them at school, the first time I seen them outside of school was my breaking straw. My mother and I went to Goji's for frozen yogurt, she was really trying to give me space, but be there for me at the same time. I went for her because I knew how hard it must be for her to see me so down. As we walked in, I recognized Julie's laugh, I look over to the furthest corner booth and there they were, Isaac had his arm around her, and she had her head buried in his shoulder, he was trying to spoon feed her yogurt. "Stop it" she said laughingly. "You know you love it" Isaac replied. Neither one of them seen me standing there. I could feel my eyes start to burn as the tears start to build up. I walked out, leaned against my mom's silver Chevrolet Tahoe, and started crying. My mom came out, and I knew her heart was breaking for me, "Oh honey" she said standing next to me rubbing my back. I didn't wan to believe the rumors were true, and seeing them together made everything hurt. "How could they do this to me?" I said hands buried in my face. " I'm sorry honey, let's go home" mom said. "No mom, I don't want to go home, I don't want to be here period". I said wiping my face with my sleeves. "What are you saying?" she said sounding worried. "Mom, I need to leave this place, I need a fresh start, I can't be here anymore" I replied looking at her. Mom knew I was being serious, and nothing she said would change my mind. "Look honey, I know this is hard for you, but we still need to go home You still have a month left of school that you need to finish. I'll have a talk with your father, and go from there okay?" she said placing her hands on my face. I nodded my head, gave her a hug, and got in the car so we could head home. I knew the conversation with my father wasn't going to go so well. He couldn't just up and move away with his job, like my mom could. But I was still hoping.