I Shouldn't Feel This Way- Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

I Shouldn't Feel This Way- Chapter 1

... certainly wasn’t. “Yeah, that’s fine.” I didn’t want to beat around the bush. “Mom, I need to talk to you.” “What’s up?” She started putting some groceries away in the fridge. “It’s about Noah.” Might as well get straight to the point, I thought. “You know I don’t like to discuss your father,” she said. “He called earlier.” The eggs suddenly dropped and cracked around my mother’s feet. “Shoot! I didn’t mean to do that!” She looked at me with a worried expression on her face. “Could you pass me a rag?” I could feel this awkward tension creeping up on us, and it was making me uneasy. “I want to know exactly what happened between you two,” I said as I crouched down to the floor and helped her gather the broken eggshells. “Aria, I told you, we were a couple of crazy teens in love. I got pregnant with you, and he ran away from his responsibilities.” She wiped the laminate floor, cleaning the egg yolk before standing. “You didn’t tell me why.” “ Why ?” Mom repeated. “How should I know? Probably because of his psychotic family.” “How come you never talk about them?” “Because it’s a painful part of my past, and you were way too young to sit down and have a discussion about it.” “I’m not ‘way too young’ anymore. I’m seventeen and mature enough to know the truth.” “What did he want? How did he get this number?” “I don’t know—I was too angry to let him speak. I pretty much told him to go to hell.” “Good. I would’ve done the same.” She rinsed the towel in the sink and washed her ...

... hands. “Obviously he wanted to get in touch with me.” I folded my arms in my chest and leaned my weight against the counter. “I think it’s time to get that landline changed. I’ll speak with Rob about it tonight.” “Why do I feel like there’s so much more you’re not telling me?” I relentlessly asked. “I’ve told you everything you need to know, sweetheart.” Mom turned off the tap and met my gaze. “Then why do you want to change our home number?” I wasn’t sure why I was so bothered by that. “So that he won’t call and harass you further.” “He wasn’t harassing me, I just …” Okay, I wasn’t defending the guy, but it felt like I was. And that was seriously screwing with my head. “Aria, I’m just trying to protect you.” My temper got the best of me as I shouted, “From who? From what?” “From him!” “What did he do, Mom?” “What did he not do?” she scoffed. “The last thing I want is to have Noah show up out of nowhere, looking like the knight in shining armor who’s come to save the day when in reality, that image of him is an illusion. There are no happy endings in the Hunter family. Mark my words.” “First of all, I’m not a damsel in distress, so please stop projecting your personal feelings toward him on me. You’re not related to the guy. I am. I have his last name, after all—not to mention half of his genes!” “We moved to New York for a reason. A fresh start, new beginnings.” Yeah, and look how great that turned out, Mom. “Stop treating me like some little kid and just tell me what happened ...