“Well that was a terrific show.” My father recalled as we were talking about past memories at the table of Jack Astor’s.
“Yes it was.” my mother agreed. “You really danced and sang your heart’s out girls.”
“Hey we did the best we could do for a middle school talent show.” Anna said trying not to sound rude. She was trying to buy me some time since it was clear that I did NOT want to speak with my father tonight. I took my phone out of my pocket and immediately sent a message to someone I’ve been meaning to since the night started.
‘Hey are you okay?’ I texted Jack.
‘I think i should be the one who asks you that’
‘I’m sorry for earlier, i just wasn’t expecting them at all.’
‘You seriously need to learn when to apologize Elsa. stop apologizing for things that aren't your fault. This was on them, more your father.’
‘whats that supposed to mean?’ I know he’s right, but I couldn’t help but defend my father.
‘you know what i mean. don’t take it that way.’
‘fine.’ I was getting annoyed, but I knew I would much rather fight with Jack than speak with my father right now.
‘what are you doing now?’ I texted back
‘i’m currently in my room right now, playing guitar and trying to not think about what just happened an hour ago.'
'it would be a lot better if you were here though.' I smiled.
'trust me when I say I wish I was there.' I texted.
"Don't you think so Elsa?" My father's voice cut into my text.
"About what?" I looked up.
"That the new technology that is slowly making its way into the business world is difficult to catch up with nowadays?" Seriously? That's their topic of conversation?
"Absolutely." I chimed in. "And It’s even worse now that the education system is beginning to go all electronic. I don’t even think the professors are adjusting to technology very well."
"I agree. I think some courses should remain old fashioned." My mother took my place in the conversation, allowing me to look back down onto my lap.
'oh god help me. My father just tried to get me into the conversation about technology.'
'wow, tell him that some schools are handing out ipads to their students for educational purposes.'
'no! I'm not going to bring up that topic, knowing him he'll list the pros and cons of the situation and then say his opinion on it. In. That. Order.'
'sounds like a very social guy. No wonder he's the CEO.'
'Ah huh, and that's why I'm not very social, but can be when I have to... he taught me how to do that.'
"I hear that Apple has even designed a watch that can be connected with all of your other Apple devices. I must say, it will be useful to just look at your wrist rather than digging into your pockets to find your phone. However it is a quite unnecessary product...." He continued to ramble on for I don't know how long. But I could just see my sister fighting the urge to roll her eyes in front of my father.
"I think you mean an unnecessary accessory dear." My mother joked causing he tow of them to laugh and my sister and I to look at each other in agony. I couldn’t even deal with this right now, so I just looked back down at my phone on my lap.
'Do you think you’d be able to hang out tomorrow?' Jack texted me.
'honestly... I don’t know.' Thinking about it now, I've been spending majority of my spare time with Jack lately. Knowing that I most likely won't be able to be with him tomorrow made me feel a little uneasy. He didn’t text me back for a while, making me worried about what he was thinking.
'that’s it? Just an okay?'
The moment I typed that and sent it, I knew this was going to turn into some sort of argument.
'well what do you want me to say?'
'anything but an okay. Saying okay almost sounds like you’re giving up.'
'do you realize how stupid you sound right now? I said okay because I was fine if you couldn’t hang out. Are you seriously that insecure about this so called relationship?'
Whoop, there it is.
'if I'm being honest here, maybe.' After I pressed send, it took a long time for him to respond. I wasn't sure if I even wanted him to respond, but he did.
'you're the one who initiated our whole conversations though text.'
'you're the one who called me your boyfriend first in front of your parents.'
'you’re the one who told me one of your deepest secrets.'
'God damnit I KNOW!'
'Then please help me understand why you’re doubting.'
'you see, I can't because I. Don’t. Know. Why.' That was partially a lie; a pat of me knew the answer, and so did he.
'it’s the way your parents looked at me when they saw me, isn’t it?'
I didn’t bring myself to answer him because he knew that was the right answer too. Instead, he just texted me back.
'you know what, we need to talk about this.'
'tomorrow. In person.'
After I sent that, he didn't send another text. He left me hanging in the conversation, but I knew the reason why. If we continued to text each other like this, it could lead to our potential end...