[COMPLETED] Mila Wilson is quiet, anxious and a little bit of a mess. When she finally starts college despite her mental health issues, she meets the dark, mysterious, yet intriguing Jace Evans, who is covered in tattoos and the most beautiful boy s...
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As I'm anxiously waiting for Jace to arrive, I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket for the second time. To my surprise it's not Jace, but my dad. He's texting us in the group chat with my sister.
Hey girls, how are you doing? he asks.
I answer him right away. Good, how are you Dad?
The talks with him are usually never really intimate, or long for that matter. We cover the basics, and that's it.
I'm terrible, actually. I've made a huge mistake and I hope you guys won't hate me. My heart starts to race as I have no idea what he's about to say.
What is it? Tell us I text back. My sister sends three questions mark, wanting him so say it too.
I don't know how to says this... I cheated on Julie, and she just found out. I feel terrible and can't take it anymore.
I can't believe the words I'm reading. My dad cheated on my stepmom, and he can't take it? I'm very close to throwing my phone out of my hand. I feel angry, sad, confused, but somehow I'm not surprised. Once a cheater always a cheater, I guess.
Let me explain. When I was six my dad cheated on my mom with Julie. They've been together for fifteen years, and now he broke her heart too.
My dad tells us a few details, and we ask him a few more questions. I can't hold my tongue, I tell him that we're disappointed. He tells us that he can't take the punches from all sides, but what does he expect? That we say "Yay, go Dad! Don't worry, everything's fine?" Because it's not. Nothing's fine. And even though dad cheated with Julie, I feel bad for her. She's been something like a mom to us for fifteen years now too.
Naturally, my dad is mad at us. He says that we don't support him and he tells us that it's obvious that we're on the women's side. I feel even angrier. My family is so messed up.
The tears are starting to pour out of my eyes, just when I hear a knock on the door. I'm so upset, that I start to shake slightly. Jace really doesn't need to see me like this.
If you need someone to talk, we're here. I send Julie the quick text, to let her know we're there for her too.
I wipe the smudged mascara off of my face, as well as the rest of my tears. Waving my hand in front of my eyes, I try to stop crying.
Then, I slowly open the door. Jace looks at me intensely as he comes in, and places a brown paper bag on my bed.
"Why are you crying?" he asks me worried.
Despite my effort, my plan to hide my tears didn't work I guess.
"What? I'm not" I say and look down to the floor.
Jace comes over to me and lifts my chin up, like he always does.
