Page 65 of Three Not-So-Little Words
“Yeah, Eve, I got that part. I was a teenager once too. Why did you lie?"
“Because I knew she wouldn’t want me going.”
After a long sip of my drink, I say, “Alright, Eve. Honey, you have to get the point here. Tell me everything but act like you’re on double speed.”
“Well, there’s this guy.”
Of course there is.
“And Mom doesn’t like him.”
“Why doesn’t she like him?” I ask.
She avoids my gaze. “Uhm, I’m not sure.”
“Eve.” I stretch out her name. “Once again, cut the bullshit.”
“Okay, his name is Mikey, and he’s a senior.”
My hand goes up again. “A senior? You’re a freshman.”
“You sound like Mom.”
My brow furrows. “You’re right. My bad. Continue.”
“Mom met him once and was totally rude to him. She said he was a bad influence just because he has a few tattoos and a tongue ring. She told me I wasn’t allowed to see him anymore, so I’ve been seeing him behind her back.”
“And that’s where you went tonight?” I ask, trying to move this show along a little.
“Kind of. I was with Amanda, but Mikey told us about this party he was having, so we decided to go. Everything was fine for a while, and we were having fun. Then, he wanted to show me his bedroom…”
My stomach drops while I wait for her to continue.
“We started making out and fooling around a little, but when he wanted to go all the way, I stopped him.”
Oh, thank God.
“He got super mad and told me we were over. I locked myself in the bathroom for a while because I was crying so hard. When I finally came out, I saw Amanda making out with Mikey, and then, he led her into his room.”
I exhale a heavy sigh. “Wow. That’s a lot to unpack. Why didn’t you go home and tell your mom all of this?”
“Dude, she would be so mad. I lied to her,andI went and saw Mikey.”
“But don’t you guys have that whole mother-daughter bond thing?” I ask.
“We do. But lately, she doesn’t seem to understand anything about me. It’s like she doesn’t remember what it’s like to be a teenager. She’s not cool like you.”
I narrow my eyes on her. “Don’t be a kiss-ass.”
“Saw right through that one, huh?”
“Eve, I wrote the book on that shit.”
“Right.”
“Let me start by saying I’m proud of you for not doing something you weren’t ready for.”
She rolls her eyes. “Are you going to tell me that I should wait to find someone that I’m in love with?”
