Last Friday Night ~ tamber

22 ~ 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆

I finally got home. As I pull into the driveway, I see Tara sitting on a bench in the garden. She's sitting on a bench, staring at my mother's garden. She looks like she's lost in her thoughts. On the way home I thought about what I had done. I took her to my house because I wanted to help. After all, her mother and this guy are dangerous to her. I think I did the right thing and I don't regret it. But it was a rash decision. I don't know what it will all look like. Will we be able to get along at all? Or maybe we will argue every day?

I parked and got out of the car. I walked over to her and when I was close, I took off my sunglasses.

— Why aren't you inside? — I asked

— It was weird sitting in your house without you.

I understand that. I would feel uncomfortable too.

— I'm sorry it took so long. We had a lot to talk about.

I got closer and sat next to Tara. I was sure she was about to accuse me of fucking Mindy. Or that she'll just say something to piss me off. But Tara is silent.

This situation must be stressing her out.

— I should have asked you if you wanted to stay with me. I just didn't want you going back to your mother and that guy.

— They're pissed because Sam took the money and disappeared.

— What the fuck? She left without you?

Did that bitch really decide to leave Tara with these people? She'd always been overly protective of her, and now? She must have made trouble for herself, I see no other option. What an idiot.

— She's not gone forever. Just for a time. She transfers the money If I need — she explained

— At least this. I already thought she left you with nothing.

You can expect anything from Sam.

— It's all fucked up. Everything was fine until mom reconnected with Greg. I hate him.

— I want to help you. I will.

I don't want her to live like this. Something can definitely be done. You can get out of any shit, right? Christina has to disappear.

— Amber you can't fix everything because you want to. It'll be best if I came back home.

I looked at her and see how exhausted she is.

— Listen to me — I said and she looked at me — I'm not going to imprison you here. But I won't let you be alone with two alcoholics either.

— Greg doesn't live with us. He only comes to get drunk and fuck my mother.

She speaks in a hushed voice as if she is about to cry. I want so much to comfort her right now. The problem is I can't. I don't know what to do.

— I will find a solution. Trust me.

— Should I? — she asked looking into my eyes

I didn't look away, even though I wanted to. I think she can trust me with this one thing. In other matters she doesn't have to.

— I want you to be safe — I said

Tara took a deep breath and opened her mouth slightly. Her gaze keeps falling on another part of my face. Her lips move as if she wanted to say something but held back. I analyze her eyes, they show slight shock, exhaustion and tears have formed in them. It's sad to see her in such a state.

— Tell me what I can do to make this day not tragic for you.

I want her to feel comfortable with me. I didn't realize how much I cared about her before. Maybe I really see a friend in her.