Kaleb drops me off at my house twenty minutes later. We barely talked the whole car ride. I was afraid to open my mouth. I was bursting at the seams to ask Kaleb about his father. I knew it wasn’t a good subject though. The few times I’d begun to ask him about his parents, he had shut down. I could understand though. I hated talking about my parents, too. Probably for a different reason than Kaleb had though.
I’m still sitting in beside Kaleb several minutes after he placed his car in park. We both stare up at my house. I don’t want to go in. I’m afraid of what I’ll see. I’m afraid to let my mind wander to what happened last night.
“Do you want me to walk you up?” Kaleb breaks the silence a moment later.
I shake my head, “No, it’s alright.”
“You sure?” He asks again.
I nod, “I’m alright.” I place my hand on the door handle and pause. “Thanks again, Kaleb.”
He nods, “I’ll see you later, Greer.”
I give him a smile and then exit the comfort of his Mustang. My feet carry me slowly to my front door. I turn the knob and step into my foyer. Last night, the floor had been covered in broken glass. Someone had cleaned that up. The furniture had been returned to their places. If I hadn’t seen it myself, I would say that the break-in had never happened.
I step further into the house to look closer at everything. Besides the TV missing in the living room, it looked the same as it had been before the break-in. Everything looked practically the same.
“Oh, Greer. I didn’t hear you come in.” Leo comes walking into the hallway where I’m standing. He’s carrying several files under his arm.
“It looks good in here,” I comment.
Leo nods, his eyes skirting around our house. “Yeah, it does. You can barely notice that anything happened.”
“I’m tired. I think I’m going to go lay down.” I tell him.
“You feeling okay?” He asks.
I nod, “Yeah. Just tired.”
“Okay. I’ll be here when you get up.” He tells me and watches me walk down the hallway to my room.
I pause before stepping inside. I hadn’t seen what it looked like last night. I notice the differences straight away. Most of the books I had once had on my shelf are missing. The desk I had in my corner is gone, leaving an empty space in my room. There are new pillows with new pillowcases on my bed, along with a new bedspread. I sigh and plop myself onto my bed. I instantly realize that I have a new mattress as well. That’s weird.
I don’t even remember falling asleep, but when I wake up Leo is poking his head into my room. “You hungry?” I push myself in a sitting position with a yawn. I nod. “Good, I ordered some noodles from the Chinese restaurant in town.”
“Yum, noodles.” I beam and stand from my bed. Leo leads me into the kitchen and gestures for me to sit down. I take a seat and starts dishing out noodles onto a plate. He passes it to me and I dig in.
Leo sits down next to me and we eat in silence. It’s a few minutes later that Leo decides to talk, “So, this Kaleb kid.”
I groan, “Not again, Leo.”
“What?” He asks innocently.
“Every time I even mention a boy’s name you instantly think something’s up.” I roll my eyes. “Kaleb is my partner for a project in English.”
He scoffs, “That boy is a little more than your partner.”
“What are you talking about?” I ask him.
“The way he just automatically offered to have you stay at his place?” He suggests.
“What about it? He was just being a nice person.” I defended.
“It was more than just being a nice person, Greer.”
“We’re just friends, Leo. Besides, I’m seeing someone.” The words fall from my mouth before I think them over. I didn’t really want to tell Leo about Bash.
He stares at me for a moment, trying to process my words. “You’re what?”
I clear my throat and look away from him, “I mean, not really seeing-seeing. We’re just hanging out.”
"Hanging out?” He parrots. “How long have you been hanging out with this guy?”
“Not too long. It’s nothing to freak out about, okay? We’re just getting to know each other.”
“Okay. Nope, I’m not freaking out.” He stammers. “How old is he?”
“He’s eighteen, almost nineteen.”
He clears his throat, “Nineteen. Oh, cool. He’s in college?”
He’s not taking it well at all. “Yeah, he goes at the university outside of town. He wants to be an accountant. Boring, huh?”
“Accountant. Yeah, boring. College.” He laughs. “What’s his name?”
“Sabastian Gardner.” I supply. “He goes by Bash.”
“Did you plan on bringing him to meet me?” He asks.
“Of course, but I wanted to figure out what we were doing first.”
“So, he’s not your boyfriend?” His Adam's apple bob’s as he gulps.
“Okay, good, no boyfriend.”
Once I finish the awkward conversation with Leo, I find my phone to text Adam. He’s been gone all weekend so he has no idea what’s been going on with me. He’s on his way back now, so he texts me back quickly. He asks me what’s been going on and I tell him briefly about Kaleb showing up at my house drunk and then my house being robbed the next night.
Adam calls me instead of replying. I answer quickly. I don’t even get a word out before he’s yelling at me. “You were robbed? Are you okay!”
“I’m fine, Adam. It happened, but it’s over.” I reassure him.
“Did they take a lot?” He asks.
“A couple TV’s, but other than that I’m not sure. The house was destroyed. My uncle told me I couldn’t stay, so I went to Kaleb’s house.”
“Wait, back up.” Adam orders. “Bash was the one that dropped you off, but you went back with Kale? Am I hearing this right?”
I sigh, “It’s confusing. Bash had to leave, he had some family thing the next morning. Kaleb was already there when Leo told me I had to stay somewhere else. Kaleb just offered.”
“Kale Nixon let you stay at his house?” He sounds shocked. “Oh my gosh, what’s house like? Does he have a dungeon? Is everything black? Are all his windows boarded up?”
I laugh, “Would you calm down, Adam? He lives in a really nice house. No dungeon.”
“Weird. I always pictured him living in a castle with dragons and mots and stuff.”
“You’re so weird.” I laugh.
“Well, have you met the guy? He’s a monster.”
He wasn’t, just misunderstood like I was. “I actually had fun at Kaleb’s house.”
“Are you using Kaleb and Fun in the same sentence? Did he drug you?”
“No, Adam. I’m in my right mind, promise. He lives with a nice Italian woman and a little girl. They’re nice.”
“I knew he didn’t live with his parents, but I didn’t realize he lived with nice people.”
“So, you know what happened to his parents?” I question.
“I mean, I know the rumors. Whether any of them are true is beyond me.”
“What kind of rumors?” I ask.
“Well, it’s no secret that his dad’s in jail. Some people say it’s because he was in the mob. Others say he sold drugs.” Adam tells me.
“Those are ridiculous.” I laugh.
“Yeah, I know.”
“What about his mom?” I asked.
“That’s where the story gets kind of dark,” Adam says gravely. “Some of the darker rumors are that Kale’s dad killed her.”
“Yeah, no one really knows why, but people say that Kale was there when it happened.”
“Oh, wow.” I sigh.
“They’re just rumors, Greer. They’re probably not true. More than likely his dad was into drugs or something. His mom probably was never in the picture.” Adam told me.
“Yeah, you’re probably right.”
“Listen, I’m about home. What are you up to later? Want to meet for dinner?”
“Sounds good.” I answer.
“Okay, cool. I’ll swing by your place around seven?”
“See ya then.” I hang up the phone.
Adam’s words swirl around in my brain. There were so many rumors as to what really happened to Kale’s parents, it was hard to figure out which one’s were true. One thing was for sure though, Kale and I were a lot more a like then I thought we were.