In the Moment During by C.G. Coppola

Author:C.G. Coppola
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C.G. Coppola
Published: 2023-06-23T00:00:00+00:00

MOM INSTANTLY KNOWS something is off.

She asks if I had a fight with Hailey, since I told her that’s where I was. When I say I didn’t, she goes for the obvious—was it a fight with Grayson?

I’ve been holding in my tears this entire time, but now that Mom is here and asking, I just fall apart. Crying into her chest, I wrap my arms around her and she clings to me with a strong, warm, motherly hug—the exact thing I need.

“Aww, baby, I’m so sorry...” She rests her chin on top of my head, rocking me slightly. “Do you want to talk about it?”

I do, but I can’t really share the details with anyone. I’m not even supposed to know, so there’s no way I can admit any of what happened to Mom. If I do, it will expose Grayson and turn Dad against him. I can’t risk that. “We just had a fight.”

“Well...all couples fight.”

“It was a bad one.”

She nods, brushing the hair from my forehead. “Sometimes, your father and I have bad ones. Doesn’t mean we stop caring about each other.”

“Yeah.” I sniffle. “But...”

“But what?”

I can’t bring myself to say it. If I start to, the rest of the words will follow, and Mom can’t know any of it. She can’t know that Grayson is a vigilante or that I found out—or how—or that he lied to me about it, and then told me it didn’t concern me. I can’t tell her any of that.

All I can do is continue to cry. Thank God Dad isn’t home. He’d demand to know what happened and any progress made with Grayson would be gone. But do we need progress? Maybe it’s a moot point now, since my boyfriend won’t even be honest with me.

Mom continues to hug me and whisper words of encouragement. At some point, I drag myself back to my room to wallow in my misery alone. I think about texting Hailey but don’t know how to explain without giving away Grayson’s secret. I could tell her we had a fight, but she’ll want every single detail and I’m not sure I’m up for lying.

I don’t have the energy.

The only thing I want to do is lay in bed and sob quietly to myself, so I do. I try not to replay the scene again and again, but I do, my chest hardening at the words we hissed. Maybe this is it. Maybe we’re over. The crushing thought sends me back into a hard sob, my chest squeezing tighter. At some point though, when I’ve tired myself out, I drift away, finding temporary peace.

And I cling to it like a lifeforce.

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