talking about what else we’d done over the weekend. A big mistake.
‘Oh hell, don’t ask. I don’t know what you’ve done to upset Kacey, but I had no idea just how much she hates you. I thought it was just a case of you being the one she decided to pick on but she really hates you.’
I didn’t respond straight away. I wasn’t sure how honest I should be about my ‘relationship’ with Kacey.
‘I guess she just needs someone to hate on. It doesn’t bother me. Honest it doesn’t.’
I wasn’t lying, not really. It had been a long time since I’d had any feelings for Kacey, and they hadn’t been real feelings anyway. If they had, then I wouldn’t have dumped her!
‘So come on, tell me. Why does she hate you?’
She looked deep into me. I knew, at least I thought I knew I could trust her. Just how far and how much I was gonna tell her, I was unsure. As I started to speak, I was surprised at just how loose my tongue was.
‘We were just kids. I had a weekend job with the Country club out in Madison. It was just dishwashing, table clearing, that sort of thing. Well, one Saturday afternoon we had a big party in for some rich guy’s wedding. I’d gone out to empty the trash when I saw her sat on the wall at the back of the kitchens, smoking. She was thirteen, crying her eyes out and smoking her dad’s cigarettes. I felt so sorry for her. It was her dad’s wedding to her stepmother. She ended up pouring her heart out and I ended up getting docked two hours pay, getting threatened with the sack for bunking off work, and somehow managed to get myself a girlfriend into the bargain!’
‘What? You dated?’
‘Yeah. Things were OK in the holidays but she was in private school, I was at Carterbrook and when school started back things just fizzled out. We stayed in touch for a while but, well, I had some stuff going on at home and I guess I just didn’t have time for dating. Anyway, about a year ago she got expelled and we ended up at the same school. The rest as they say …’
‘Yeah … history.’
She looked quite stunned; clearly Kacey had never mentioned anything.
‘I take it she didn’t want to break up?’
‘I guess not.’
I didn’t really want to spend our first date talking about one of my exes, so I quickly changed the subject. It wasn’t too difficult; she was so easy to talk to.
A little while later and it was starting to go dark, I suggested we head back.
‘Come on then, let’s get you home. I don’t want you getting back late again and I definitely don’t want to get your aunt offside on our first date.’ I grinned.
Then I saw the look in her eyes and I realised what I’d just said. I felt my heart start to quicken. I didn’t often feel panicked but I did now.
‘What do you mean late again? How do you know about the last time I was late home?’
Chapter Ten – The Truth
Sarah
I hadn’t told anyone about that. Everyone knew about the photo and all, but I’d never said anything to anyone about getting home late.
‘How do you know I was late home? Tell me, tell me now!’
For the first time since we’d met he looked nervous. I could sense his hesitation to respond and it just wound me up more. I started to think back to the state I’d been in when I got home, the rips in my pantyhose, the pulls on my skirt. I’d managed to put all that to the back of my mind but now it all came flooding back. He was hiding something, I know he was, and if he thought for one minute he could fob me off with some lame excuse or outright lie then he’d better think again.
I pressed him to respond. ‘Well? Answer me.’
‘OK, I’ll tell you. You have to promise you will keep an open mind, though.’
I nodded but said nothing.
‘You followed me home. I sensed you were there, I should have waited at the top of the lane and told you to go away but I guess I thought that in some ways it was just a bit of fun. I knew Kacey would dare you at some point to do
‘Oh hell, don’t ask. I don’t know what you’ve done to upset Kacey, but I had no idea just how much she hates you. I thought it was just a case of you being the one she decided to pick on but she really hates you.’
I didn’t respond straight away. I wasn’t sure how honest I should be about my ‘relationship’ with Kacey.
‘I guess she just needs someone to hate on. It doesn’t bother me. Honest it doesn’t.’
I wasn’t lying, not really. It had been a long time since I’d had any feelings for Kacey, and they hadn’t been real feelings anyway. If they had, then I wouldn’t have dumped her!
‘So come on, tell me. Why does she hate you?’
She looked deep into me. I knew, at least I thought I knew I could trust her. Just how far and how much I was gonna tell her, I was unsure. As I started to speak, I was surprised at just how loose my tongue was.
‘We were just kids. I had a weekend job with the Country club out in Madison. It was just dishwashing, table clearing, that sort of thing. Well, one Saturday afternoon we had a big party in for some rich guy’s wedding. I’d gone out to empty the trash when I saw her sat on the wall at the back of the kitchens, smoking. She was thirteen, crying her eyes out and smoking her dad’s cigarettes. I felt so sorry for her. It was her dad’s wedding to her stepmother. She ended up pouring her heart out and I ended up getting docked two hours pay, getting threatened with the sack for bunking off work, and somehow managed to get myself a girlfriend into the bargain!’
‘What? You dated?’
‘Yeah. Things were OK in the holidays but she was in private school, I was at Carterbrook and when school started back things just fizzled out. We stayed in touch for a while but, well, I had some stuff going on at home and I guess I just didn’t have time for dating. Anyway, about a year ago she got expelled and we ended up at the same school. The rest as they say …’
‘Yeah … history.’
She looked quite stunned; clearly Kacey had never mentioned anything.
‘I take it she didn’t want to break up?’
‘I guess not.’
I didn’t really want to spend our first date talking about one of my exes, so I quickly changed the subject. It wasn’t too difficult; she was so easy to talk to.
A little while later and it was starting to go dark, I suggested we head back.
‘Come on then, let’s get you home. I don’t want you getting back late again and I definitely don’t want to get your aunt offside on our first date.’ I grinned.
Then I saw the look in her eyes and I realised what I’d just said. I felt my heart start to quicken. I didn’t often feel panicked but I did now.
‘What do you mean late again? How do you know about the last time I was late home?’
Chapter Ten – The Truth
Sarah
I hadn’t told anyone about that. Everyone knew about the photo and all, but I’d never said anything to anyone about getting home late.
‘How do you know I was late home? Tell me, tell me now!’
For the first time since we’d met he looked nervous. I could sense his hesitation to respond and it just wound me up more. I started to think back to the state I’d been in when I got home, the rips in my pantyhose, the pulls on my skirt. I’d managed to put all that to the back of my mind but now it all came flooding back. He was hiding something, I know he was, and if he thought for one minute he could fob me off with some lame excuse or outright lie then he’d better think again.
I pressed him to respond. ‘Well? Answer me.’
‘OK, I’ll tell you. You have to promise you will keep an open mind, though.’
I nodded but said nothing.
‘You followed me home. I sensed you were there, I should have waited at the top of the lane and told you to go away but I guess I thought that in some ways it was just a bit of fun. I knew Kacey would dare you at some point to do
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