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you know it. There’s nothing that we need to talk
about any more.”
    Eric groaned. “So what,
you’re just gonna run away with Wade now? This is so
childish. Bailey, you can’t―”
    “Save your bullshit for
someone else.”
    I pressed the end
button and surprisingly, felt better.
    My dad’s greeting
wasn’t much better. “You listen here Bailey Ann Gray―you get your ass
home right now! Do you realize the situation you have put me in now? Do you
understand the heat I’m getting over not being able to control my own daughter?
Come back.”
    “That will be a little
hard to do, dad. I’m in Mexico,” I lied watching an Escalade in the parking lot
below try to park in a compact spot.
    “What has he talked you
into?” I could hear my mom drilling him in the background. “This is just
insane. Get back here.”
    “He didn’t talk me into
anything.” I told him trying to remain adamant that I wasn’t coming back just because
daddy said so. “I asked him to go.”
    “You come home right now !”
    “No dad, I won’t .
I’m eighteen and I can make my own decisions.”
    He paused for a moment
and said the words I never expected him to say. “Fine, have it your way,
Bailey. If you are not home by tomorrow morning, don’t bothering coming back. I
will not tolerate this type of behavior in my house.”
    “You mean to tell me
the first time I get into trouble you’ll disown me?” I laughed. “That’s
awesome. I date the perfect guy in your mind because he’s what you approve of,
well you know what, that perfect guy of yours has been fucking around with my
so-called best friend. I picked the school you wanted me to go to because you
approved of it, well guess what, I don’t care anymore. I’m not going.”
    “If you’re going to run
off with the town delinquent Dylan Wade, then yes, I will disown you.” He
clarified in a tone I recognized him using with members of the city council. “I
will not tolerate this type of behavior from my daughter.”
    “Fine, disown me Mayor
Gray .” Without another response, I tossed my phone off the balcony under
that Escalade that still hadn’t got into the parking spot.
    Dylan was finished with
his shower and now sitting on the bed, phone in hand, dressed in a pair of
jeans and no shirt.
    My stare went to the
tattoos first on his arms and chest and then the rest of his toned appearance.
It was evident that he worked out or he had one heck of a metabolism.
    “Hey,” he said, anxious
as I closed the sliding glass door behind me.
    “So my dad disowned
me.” I said this nonchalantly at first like it meant nothing but to me, it
meant something. How could it not?
    “Figures,” Dylan
grumbled pulling a shirt over his head.
    I have no idea why but
the sound of Dylan’s voice was my breaking point. Like a dam breaking, I burst
into tears.
    Classic runaway move
right there. As soon as the shit hit the fan, I broke down.
    Dylan hesitated and
then moved to comfort me but he seemed uncomfortable doing so.
    “I’m sorry,” was the
only thing he said to me.
    I cried even harder.
    All my life I had done
things for everyone else and the one time I decided to do something for myself,
my family disowned me. The life I thought I knew with Eric was a lie and he had
done the most disrespectful act of dishonesty someone could do.
    My only thought seemed
to be how do I trust anyone now? And that quickly flowed into that I now had
nothing to go back to.
    Dylan said nothing more
and held me until I stopped crying.
    Twisting away to look
at him, his eyes still held worry scanning my face he brushed the away the hair
that stuck to my face from my sticky cheeks. “Do you want me to take you back?”
he asked, hesitantly, his eyes searching mine for any indication that I wanted
him to. “I will if that’s what you want.”
    “I have nothing there I
want to go back to.” I wiped my tears off my face attempting to come out of my
crying fit. “Did you call your dad?”
    He shook his