I couldn't forget the argument with Mari. I worried so much that I couldn't bare to face Ky. I was packing the last of the junk in our storage closet. I tape the box down and stack it with the others. As I turn around Ky stands in the doorway and makes me jump a little bit startled.

"How long have you been standing there?" I question. She doesn't speak-just stands there. I see the look on her face and I know that she is here for a discussion about the move. I sigh tiredly out loud.

I don't really know how to start off my explanation, so I just give it a go.

"Ky, I've been meaning to tell you but—,"

"How long?" She questions not looking at me. Her focus is the sole of her shoes. She wants to look up but her pride won't let her.

"What?" I question confusedly. I don't really understand what she is asking.

"How long until you're off to California?" She restates her question more profoundly. She says it with so much hostility, that I know she's beyond pissed.

"2-2 m-more weeks," I murmur so low it's barely a whisper. But she heard it because she sigh's stressfully. There's a minute pause that feels like hours.

"You don't think telling me this before would have been useful?" She questions frustratedly, finally. I fold my arms intensely. She drops her head into her hands and sighs.

"Why?" I groan. She turns and stares at me bewildered by my question. I don't know what's confusing about that 3 letter word. The word that should continue with an explanation.

"Why? What the fuck do you mean by why? You're my girlfriend, letting me know would have been the most useful thing to do!"

"Ky, this was before we happened," I sigh. I don't have it in me to argue with her right now. I just basically had an argument with Mari about the same thing.

"It doesn't matter Jay, we're together fucking now, and letting me know that you we're moving to Cali would have... "

"Would have what? Made you not make me your girlfriend? Made you have an excuse to break up with me after sex? Great excuse for a one night stand Ky!" I yell.

"Is that what you think of me?" She questions not sadly. It's no more anger, I mean sure she's probably still angry, but now her face is sadden. I fold my arms again, defensively holding my ground.

"I'm sorry Jay, but that has to be the lowest you've thought of me. I fucking love you, I always have.

I would have been fucking prepared ! We could have sat down and talked about it. We've been together for what, a week now and you're already lying to me."

"It's not a lie!"

"Then what the fuck is it? A white lie? A fucking secret you didn't want me to know. A lie is a lie, you were keeping it away from me! "

"No, it's just something I didn't tell you." I fire back. I don't know why it's a big deal. Like she said we've only been dating for a week now! Telling her everything doesn't have to start now.

"Wow Jay, just fucking wow! So when were you going to tell me? Hope not the day you were actually moving, or how about a few days after you settled into your new cozy home," she rants as I groan out loudly.

"I didn't tell you because I don't believe in this relationship!" I finally yell at the top of my lungs, but I soon regret it. My eyes widen because I just basically stated something so stupid.

"W-what?" Ky chuckles coldly and oddly confused. She began to pace back and fourth through the half empty family room.

"So I'm basically giving my fucking all to a person that believes our relationship isn't real?" Stupid Jay! Stupid stupid Jay. I really shouldn't have said that. It

"That's not what I'm... " I try but get cut off.

"Basically!" She fires.

"With the past events with Sean, it was hard to believe a girl like..."

"So this has something to do with insecurities?" She questions raising her eyebrows curiously. My cheeks quickly turn red. I'm not insecure, but I am cautious and unfortunately have trust issues.

"No, with trust," I answer. She looks at me sheepishly, her hazy eyes and curly locks fall into them. Her face saddens and she frowns.

"You don't trust me?" She fires annoyed. I can't deal with this if she constantly throws me under the bus and assumes what I am about to say.

But she's right though.

"Yes, I just didn't trust you would put your all into this relationship." I finally admit. I tether with my finger not making eye contact. She doesn't speak or move. A tear slowly moves down my cheek as the silence over takes me.

"I thought you were going to hurt me like Sean, that's why I didn't look forward to anything big."

"Please-please don't compare me to him," she grunts annoyedly. She finally glares at me and our eyes meet.

"I've liked you since my freshman year of high school, I said if I was to ever get you to be mine I'll cherish that, I told you that. And just to have you sit here and tell me that I won't take this, us— seriously makes me, makes me," She sighs really loudly.

"I think it would be better for us to loose contact with each other." I whisper barely above level. Ky doesn't break her cold stare. She slowly rises without a word and leaves. Just like that with out another word leaving her mouth. Instantly tears stream down my face. I cant move or function because I feel terrible.

"Ky! I found a picture of Jay when she was 12....years-old." She lets the last of the words fall slowly from her lips. Her face scrunches up in confusion as she scans the family room.

"Where's Ky and Mari?" She questions curiously. I sniff a bit and wipe at the tears. I put on the brightest smile and turn toward Joe.

"They had to go Joe." I smile at her as she clutches the old, rusty picture frame. She looks down at the ground then at me.

"What do you mean they had to go?" She questions.

"Joe, I don't think Ky will be coming around anymore."

"You scared her away too?" I look at her confused. What the hell is she talking about, I scared who away?

"Jay, do you know you're the worst sister anyone could possibly ask for?" She yells. I stare shocked. Not her too. Why does everyone have it out for me?

"I've provided all I can for you!" I fire back exhausted.

"No Mari has! You never have time for me! You're always working! And please dont tell me it's for my own good, because that's just a lousy excuse for you to feel like an adult."

"I took you in at 21 years old Joe! I had to drop out of college! I couldn't enjoy life, because I had to take care OF YOU! AND DAD! I don't know if you know what debt means, but I'm in it to my fucking knees due to dad and his chemotherapy, health insurance, his medicine, and my student loans Joe! So I don't just work to support you! I work to pay back dad!"

"So throw bullshit my way like everyone else. You are about to be 12 years old and you should understand how the real world works so far." I yell as tears flow down my face. I couldn't hold them in and now they just flow and will not stop.

"Whatever!" She yells annoyed and stomps off to her room. I cry harder and fall onto the sofa. I curl into a ball and just cry desperately.