I offered to sleep on the couch. I begged Alex to take his bed and let me sleep on the couch. Alex insisted that he take the couch. He said that Aaron would give him s**t for it, and he wanted me to have the privacy, but I think he was just trying to be nice. I’m laying alone in his bed when I get a text from Taylor.
‘Hey….”
I get a sinking feeling in my stomach. I probably should have talked to her already.
‘Hey, how are you doing? Are you okay?’
It’s not even a full minute before she responds. ‘I’m fine, oh my god, are you okay?’ Before I can formulate a response, she adds, ‘god the fact that parents have to have a s*x life is gross enough, but your mom. And AL? EWWWWW’
‘ugh,’ I reply. ‘yeah, that was gross….i read some of her high school journal too wayyy more info than i ever want
