Ty looked down at the plate of food in sadness. I wanted to say something, but then my dream popped in my head. I also looked down at the plate of food in sadness. I mean to say that I knew that our relationship could never be the same after we made pieces of our confessions to each other.

“Don’t eat too fast then. I don’t want to be left alone without my parents here.” “If you want me to stay I will.” “It’s fine. You’ve had a rough day today. I'll let you be rid of me after you're done." It's not like that though. I just know that I can't sit here thinking of you and this person that has stolen your heart. I regret not telling you before when my dad left. "I'll stay."

My heart felt light when he smiled. I can't not be happy for him, but I also can't be happy for him. The room filled of silence. It's the type of silence that you want to let stay silent. Though, I feel like I should say something. "Last night… It was my fault. I wasn't drunk like you were. I knew what I was doing."

This time the room filled of a dreading silence. After a minute or two he spoke up. "I know." What? …..He knew that I knew? But he was drunk out of his mind and he- "I started to come to when I took you upstairs.” He looked away because he didn’t want me to see the heat washing over his face.

Why didn’t he stop me then? Was he just wanting to feel good, couldn’t stop? If not that then what? I should probably leave. “I’m going to go.” I saw Ty reach out for me, but I continued on walking. I grabbed my things and left. It felt wrong to stay.

By the time I made my way home, I opened the door and walked straight upstairs. I didn’t even give my mom a chance to ask me where I had been all this time. I know that she probably knew anyways. At last, I’m in my room. Instead of thinking about what had happened I chose to fall asleep.