“Yes, I talked with him.” I said simply. My parents were grilling me about Jason.
“Oh, baby, so sorry about that…” my mom says.
“Did you see him more than once? Let’s know if we have to put a restraining order on him. Because now, you’re famous, he can actually stalk you.” My dad said seriously.
“No dad, he isn’t stalking me. Yea, I’ve seen him more than once.” I say
“More than once? That’s creepy, honey. Did you guys talk at these meets?” My mother asked.
“Yes mom. We talked. We still do.” I said to her, It’s better to let the cat out of the bag.
“Wait, what do you mean you still do?” My mom asked.
“I mean, we talk.” I say and clear my throat. “Often.” I finished.
“Baby, you don’t have to talk to someone who causes you pain. I know you can be a nice person but there should be lim
