Not responding to his best friend, I can understand. Not responding to me? A crime.
God, I’m so fucking happy Hudson isn’t part of this madness yet. At least one family member isn’t judging me.
Story:
And we all saw the pictures of him entering his building. He’s fine.
Pip:
He probably doesn’t know what to say yet.
Story:
Or maybe he doesn’t want to say anything because if he does, it makes it all real. Btw, what do we think? Is it real?
Mom:
It’s gossip.
Dad:
With so many outlets saying the same thing, I think it’s true.
Hunter:
I’m with you there. Who do we think the baby mama is?
Pip:
That is none of our business.
Story:
Come on, Piper. This is the fun part!
Mom:
Enough. We’re spiraling.
Dad:
Has anyone noticed he’s actually reading this chat?
Fuck.
Hunter:
Hey, @Hayden, it’d be real nice if you’d pick up the phone when your family is calling you.
Dammit. I have to respond now.
Me:
Sorry for being quiet. I’m okay. The news is true. That’s all I can give you right now, but I promise I’ll explain when I’m ready. Love you all.
Riley’s door opens, so I hit send. Then, I lock my phone and put it on the coffee table.
She probably has questions about why I insisted on moving her in with me, and I want to give her answers.
