Nicholas, the gentleman that he is, offers to give me a ride home and I appreciatively accept. He saw me standing near the parking lot with my phone, contemplating whether or not it'd be worth bothering my aunt for a ride or if I should just walk. He asked if I was okay and if I wanted him to bring me home, so here I am crawling into the passenger's seat of his car. I thank him quietly as he drives off in the direction I give him.
Maddox didn't talk to me for the rest of the day and I was grateful for it. Though I want to blame him for the direction that conversation took, I know that it's really Winona's fault for putting my business out there. It's actually my fault for trusting her but she made it seem like she wouldn't say anything. I know better now. I just wish that Maddox handled t
