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(This journal written in real time, yo. That means it's happening now.)
Okay, so here's the story: My parents split up a few years ago (like, two and a half, or something), and my mom started renting an apartment about ten minutes from my dad's. After the first couple months, I was pretty much okay with that, aside from the occasional moments where I just wanted to be eight years old again and not have to worry about it, like my little sister. Then, at the end of May (this past May, I mean) my mom bought a house of her own, which was cool, because it's a nice house, and somehow there's less tension. I don't know what I'm trying to say, but the house is nice. Good house.
Shortly after, my mom asks me if I would wig out if she started dating somebody. Well, I say, I guess I would be alright with that. My mom doesn't want to date people if it makes me wig out; that's cool. And her boyfriend's a nice guy, although I have to admit that it still gets kind of awkward when they get lovey-dovey. I don't know, whatever.
But anyway, now my dad's got this friend from work. Her name is Beth, I've met her once or twice. She's nice enough. But I get this sinking feeling (and I'm not alone here; my little brother agrees!) that she and my dad might be dating or getting close to that point. As has already been proven, I have no problem with my parental units dating people.
What I have a problem with is that my dad might be dating someone, and he's not telling us, not even me. Alright, I'm not saying he's got to run it by me and get the seal of approval or anything, but what up with that, seriously? You'd think he'd mention it once or twice, right? Maybe say, 'Oh, by the way, I've started dating this lady. Could you please pass the broccoli?'
Okay, you may say, but you've got no proof. So why are you worrying, Kuro, you absolute doofus? Well, I have a list of things I've noted since my dad first mentioned Beth:
-Single, never married, no kids.
-My dad took her to see a movie a couple weeks ago.
-She makes us food.
-She took us to the airport when we were going to Nevada over the summer.
-My dad brought her to the flute recital I played in a few weeks ago.
None of these things are really suspicious on their own, but here's the piece de resistance:
The ultimate reason I'm spilling my guts to you, my virtual friends, is that Beth, the nice enough lady, is at the house right now. She's downstairs, hanging out in the kitchen and living room with my family, and I'm upstairs, trying to avoid the awkward that I know will radiate as soon as I go down there.
You don't just invite your single female friend over to the house for dinner and then act like you're not into her! Holy cow, dad!
And plus, it's kind of hypocritical to pull that stuff, because my dad seems pretty bitter about my mom dating, and now it looks like he might be seeing someone. And not even telling his kids! Even my mom, who is something of a flake, managed to run it by me before she started inviting her boyfriend over and holding hands and making googly eyes at him.
I don't know. I don't want to jump to conclusions and end up having a psychotic episode or anything, but this is getting me seriously suspicious. Help.
It's time for dinner. Oh, please, someone save me.
 xX_Kuroko_Xx · Sun Oct 12, 2008 @ 12:39am · 1 Comments |
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