My Boyfriend Is A Geek ✔️

2: You made me seem like a total idiot!

“What happened yesterday?”

Someone sure wasn't wasting time to get to the questioning.

“Yesterday?” I echoed, truly puzzled. “What happened?”

But Jason obviously wasn't pleased with my response. He raked his fingers impatiently through his hair, with his chocolatey brown eyes piercing into mine with a note of disbelief. “Brooke, yesterday was my family dinner which you promised to be at.” 

Oh shit! I knew I forgot something yesterday, but I just couldn't place what.

“Oh! That was yesterday? I’m so sorry. I totally forgot. You should have reminded me.”

“I would if your number was going through,” he snapped.

Taken aback, I couldn’t help wondering why he was getting all riled up over such a small mistake. I'd really wanted to go, but I forgot. Ok, maybe ‘really’ was too big a word to describe how I felt about the dinner. 

I mean, was there really anyone who'd be thrilled to meet their boyfriend's family?

The only reason I agreed to go in the first place was because I'd been putting off going for months now. So, when he brought it up again last week, it was really hard to turn him down. Ok, that was a lie. 

The truth was that I turned him down again. But for some weird reason, he did seem kind of hurt by it, so I agreed to go. But yesterday, I left my phone at Beck's place, and only just got it back today. Now, how's that my fault? What had I done so wrong?

So, I tried reasoning with him. “I'm really sorry. I forgot my phone at Beck's yesterday. Besides, there's no need to get so angry over that; it's just dinner.”

But his reply definitely wasn't what I was expecting. “It's just dinner?” He boomed.

Yeah, wasn't it? I didn't get why he was making such a fuss.

“Brooke, my entire family was there, and they've been dying to meet you. You made me seem like a total idiot!”

I knew I should be thinking of what he was saying, but all I could think of was how weird it was to watch Jason being angry at me. 

“And I said I’m sorry,” I fired, getting a little annoyed by his reaction. “I'm sorry, I would have been there but I forgot. So, why are you still being so mad about it?”

“Because this isn't the first time you've done something like this,” he fired back. “You don't seem to care about things that are important to me.”

For a second, I found myself at a loss for words. I didn’t care about things that were important to him? Where did he even get such an idea? It was ridiculous to say the least, and I voiced the same. “That's not true. Tell me one time I did that.”

“You never go with me to watch car races.”

Who would?

“You always make up one excuse or another not to go. When we're on dates, you’re always too busy taking pictures or checking your Instagram, that it seems like I'm on a date with myself,” he finished – angrily if I might add.

On a date with himself? Well, sorry that I wanted to capture the moments. He was really beginning to make me mad. So, when my next words ended up coming out a little louder than I'd intended, I wasn't surprised.

“And what's so wrong with that? I didn't know it's wrong to take pictures when on a date. And sorry for remembering we're not in the Stone Age, and that there's actually a device which we call a phone. Besides, we do lots of things together.”