All the way home, I sit quietly next to him with my arms folded over my chest because I feel so bad for opening my damn mouth. "Why didn't I just forget about it?" I begin to wonder when I get a bad feeling in my gut. At first, it was this gnawing feeling, but when we turned the corner towards home, I saw the house and it hit me full force.
Closing my eyes, I wish that I had never brought it up in the first place because I could lose everything, but now it is far too late to turn back. I have already broken my promise and he probably will never forget it. Scooting down in the seat lower, I glance over at Brandon before one stray thought pops into my head, “Well, I might as well enjoy it for what it is and give it my all tonight.”
It disturbs me because I can’t help but to smile at the
