Chapter 40
I opened the door slowly, anxiety crawling in my stomach. The house is oddly quiet which was weird.
There should be shouts of anger from dad towards Arden. Telling him that what he had done was wrong and uncalled for. But there isn’t. It’s just silent.
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I shut the door with a soft thud and readjusted the bag strap. Ryan had just dropped me off a few seconds ago.
But someone was missing and that was Arden. It led me to believe that he hadn’t gotten off the hook this time and he was probably at home.
I looked around the entire school for him with the help of Blake and a worried Rosalie. But we hadn’t seen him and could not get in touch since he wasn’t picking up his phone.
Liam hadn’t been at school today because of suffering a broken ankle last night so there was no way he’d know where Arden was.
In Rosalie words ‘the doofus tried to skate but ended up falling down on his ankle’. I promise to visit him when I got the chance.
After all he’s like a little brother and it would be nice to see Roro again and uncle Luke who forbade me to call him Lukey.
As I walk closer to the kitchen I could hear the faint sound of metal hitting metal. It’s a very unpleasant sound and as I near the doorway I could see mom frantically scraping a pan off of macaroni and cheese. Her hair is knotted as it falls over her shoulders.
She looked dazed and worried as she harshly scraped the pan. It was like she hadn’t notice my presence.
I chew on my lower lip and walk into the kitchen until I was opposite to her, a few feet away, only separated by the kitchen counter.
“Mom.” I say softly watching her tuck a tendril behind her ear and go back to scraping.
Her green eyes identical to mine are focused at her task which was from what I could tell make that pan spotless as possible.
“Mom.” I say more loudly since she hadn’t heard me the first time. She stops and her head slowly comes up. Her green eyes dotted with concern as she stares at me. She looked troubled.
“Oh honey, I didn’t hear when you came in.” She forces out a laugh but I could see the deep worry etched on her face.
“Clearly.” I smiled. “Is Arden home?” I question. And that’s when I understand why she was so worried because the next thing I know her eyes are filled with tears.
I drop the bag on the counter and run over to her side. “What’s wrong mom?” I ask as I pulled her into my chest and hugged her. It’s ironic since it’s supposed to be the other way around.
“The principal called me today. Arden got into another fight.” She sniffles and breaks from our embrace. She sighs and steps over to the sink to continue to scrub.
“He got expelled.” She says so lowly that I thought I heard something else.
When it finally sinks in I feel my face turn white as a ghost. I’m at a loss for words, not expecting that kind of news. Sure Arden got suspended multiple times but I guess this one did it.
“So where’s Arden?” I asked and looked around.
“He’s in his room. The principle suggested that I should come pick him up, so I did.” She sniffled again and stopped scraping the pan.
She clutched the edge of the counter in a tight grip and sucked in some air.
She then turn to me. “Am I a bad mom? Did I fail him somehow? I-” Her voice cracks at the end.
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