Read Chronicles of a Serial Dater - Book 4: A New Adult Romantic Comedy Online
Authors: Adele Huxley,Savan Robbins
Chronicles of a Serial Dater - Book 4: A New Adult Romantic Comedy (7 page)
The pained glance he gave me was all the confirmation I needed, but he quickly sneered to cover it. “Come on, now. You know me. I’m just mad I missed out on a couple weeks I could’ve been going out. But now I know you’re still out there, I don’t feel so bad.”
“Why are you acting like this? Zach! Just talk to me!”
He shrugged and hardened his gaze, almost looking through me rather than at me. “I think it might be better if you sleep at your place tonight. I’m gonna see if Julianna is free.”
I couldn’t hide my scowl. “Julianna? But you said after the last time you…”
“Yeah, well, people change,” he replied coolly.
I couldn’t believe my life. First Anette and now Zach was acting like a lunatic. One minute it felt like he wanted to bang, the next like he might propose, and now he was kicking me out so he could screw his horrible ex-girlfriend?
I let out a string of curses before shoving past. “Whatever. Hope whatever you catch from her can be cleared up with a dose of penicillin,” I shouted before slamming the door behind.
I wrote a post in a blog I wasn’t even publishing anything on anymore, hitting the draft button rather than publish.
I know it sounds melodramatic, but I felt utterly trapped. The only safe haven I had to get away from the fight with Anette was now gone. I didn’t want to see or speak to either of them for a long time. My parents weren’t exactly a soft cushy place to land right now. In desperation I reached out to Lourdes, not knowing how she’d react. We hadn’t spoken since Anette first confronted me about the blog.
The notification popped up that she’d read it. Seconds passed and it wasn’t until I could see she was starting to reply did I release a breath I’d been holding.
She’s gonna take Anette’s side and she’d be absolutely right to.
A glimmer of hope. I’d actually texted her without checking my bank balance, but a few clicks later, I knew a trip out west was at least a possibility. After a quick search, I lined up a flight departing crazy early the next morning.
“Fuck it,” I muttered to myself as I bought my flight. “I’m not even gonna tell them I’ve left.”
I glanced at the time and realized I only had five hours to pack and grab a little bit of sleep before I had to be at the airport. Wired from the arguments, excited about seeing Lourdes, and heartbroken over everything else, I knew rest wouldn’t come easily.
Just before I packed away my laptop, I reread my blog post.
I might’ve screwed things up with Zach, damaged my friendship with Anette, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to capitalize on the success of this blog.
And I’m not sure why, but just before I hit the publish button, a quote from Jane Austen’s
Emma
popped into my head.
“Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised or a little mistaken.”
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