I stare out the window of the car. The only sounds are the whirring of the engine and our occasional sighs.

We pull up to the house and walk inside. I start to head up the stairs when Luke sighs and starts to speak. “Charlie.” I stop walking and keep my back to him. “I’m sorry. I… I had a good time today, though. Thank you.” I keep walking.

I slam the door to my room and start pacing around in fury. I rub my face and tense my face in an attempt not to scream. I bang my arms on the bed. I yell into the pillows.

I finally break down and punch the wall. My hand hurts but I feel better.