One More Chance (Part 2)(11)
“He wants to give me the fucking house,” I practically shout.
“Wow.”
“I’m not taking it,” I state, getting angrier by the minute.
“Why not?”
“I want no hand-outs from him. I want nothing from him,” I say as I stomp up the driveway.
“But, don’t you love that house?”
“It was supposed to be our house, it isn’t. I don’t want it,” I state irritated as I pull open the front door with Kenzie right behind me.
“So when are you going to move out?” she asks confused.
“End of next semester. I’ll do a final scrub down and he can sell it.”
“I’m sorry,” she says looking apologetic.
“Don’t be.”
“Are you going to cry?” she asks worriedly.
“No, I’ve cried way too long already,” I say as we head into the kitchen. I grab the letter Dad was talking about.
“How will you know which one you got?”
“This letter will tell me if I got one at all and if so which one,” I say as I stare at it.
“Open it already,” she says rushing me.
“I’m nervous,” I say as my hands start to shake.
“Do you want me to open it?”
“No, I’ll do it,” I say as I rip the envelope open. I quickly skim the information.
“Well, what’s it say?” Kenz asks eagerly.
“I got it, holy shit I got it,” I say jumping up and down.
“Which one?”
“London, I got London,” I scream excitedly.
“No flipping way,” she says as she grabs the letter to read it for herself. “I guess I need to get a passport soon,” she says excitedly as we jump up and down squealing in excitement. “I guess we should head back over and tell Mom and Dad.”
“Yeah, I guess so,” I say as I grab the letter. We head outside and back across the street. As we enter the house I can hear people in the living room, so we head there.
“What’s it say?” Denise asks excitedly.
“I got London,” I squeal, causing Mom and Denise to do the same. Mom, Dad, and Denise jump up to give me hugs and congratulate me on my internship.
“What’s all the yelling for?” Liam and Brody ask.
“Haley got the internship, she’s going to London for the summer,” Denise informs them.
“Holy shit, that’s awesome,” Brody says as he comes up and hugs me. Liam doesn’t say a word; he just continues to stand in the same spot.
Liam
“Aren’t you going to say something?” Kenzie says as she slaps me lightly on the arm. Haley just told us she’s leaving for London this summer and I feel like I can’t move. My feet are frozen to this spot on the floor and my mouth feels like I have cement in it. What do I even say?
“What do you suppose I say?” I ask annoyed.
“How about congratulations for starter,” she says, like it’s a no brainer.
“Congratulations,” I finally speak.
“Thanks,” she says with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on her. Before I know it, Kenzie is pulling me from the room.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” I snap at her, though she did nothing wrong.
“Wrong with me? What the hell is wrong with you?” she argues.
“Nothing.”
“Bullshit. If you think you are over her, then you are clearly mistaken.”
“I am, I’ve moved on.”
“Then why have I caught you staring at her all night? Why did you rush out to her when you found out she was applying for internships around the world?
“I haven’t been and I was being nosey.”
“Is that what you want to call it?” she asks, calling me out.
“That’s it,” I lie.
“And what about this house deal?” she asks with a knowing look.
“What about it?”
“Do you not know Haley at all?”
“Yes, I do,” I say getting irritated.
“Then you know she will never take that house from you.”
“She’s not taking anything; I’m giving it to her.”
“Oh yeah, because she takes handouts too,” she says sarcastically.
“Then what do you suppose I do?” I ask feeling defeated yet again.
“Move into it.”
“What?” I shriek.
“You heard me.”
“I play professional football Kenzie, in Minnesota. How would that work?” I ask annoyed.
“Your season’s over, go now.”
“Go where?” I ask stupidly. I know what she’s saying, but I won’t do it.
“To Michigan, move into your house.”
“No.”
“Yes,” she snaps.