"Dad can we get some food? I'm kind of hungry." I say as I watch Justin walk up his driveway. "Is there something you want to talk to me about?" He asks, his tension rises and I don't know why. I stop and think for a moment at what he could possible know or have found out, what have I done wrong? The parties at Sarah's were harmless for one, contradicting too if he would have confronted me about them. I didn't know. "What about the Fifty dollar check you stole from Grampy. Brit-" He was the only one now who addressed me as Brit when we was dissapointed and I cringed. "How could you do that? Stealing from your family, do you feel any remorse what so ever?" I stop and think once more. Yes, my actions were noted as deceitful but yet I could find no regret in doing it. SO I would answer honestly. "I did at first but...Not really." "So you're telling me you feel nothing. That is disgusting" He narrowed his eyes in anger through the rear-view mirror. A lump in my throat would grow and I swallowed hard at the bitter truth. I was more ashamed of dissapointing my dad than anything, he did so much for me and this is how I would repay him. No words were spoken the rest of the way home, my eyes traveled the streets and the people that occupied the busy cars lined up in the various intersections.I thought about what I had done and smiled because that was an interesting day more enjoyable than most. He pulled into the plaza down the street from my mom's apartment. "What do you want to eat?" I bit my lip, how could he want to get me food after what I had done? "I'm not hungry anymore" I say. "You haven't eaten and we're here so what do you want" He turned around in his seat. I shook my head and looked down. "No thank you." There was a moments silence and he pulls out of the parking lot. I make a vow to myself, never to ask him for money ever again. I get home and give him a speach I thought up, I say: "Dad the only person I want to apologize to right now is you, because I know what I did was wrong and I let you down. However the reasoning for my lack of remorse is what they have said right infront of me about the people I care about the most and also the anger that has built up in the past year of living there." He almost seemed like he understood, nodding his head and not saying anything in defense of his father. I smiled and thanked him for the ride, with the last 'I love you' I shut the door and walked inside. My thoughts quickly changed to the previous days, I had spent every single day with Justin for the past two months. Waking up next to him was so amazing, because in my mind I was 100% sure I loved him with all my heart. Many a times I had given my heart away to the undeserving, the naive, pig-headed, immiture and untrustwourthy and had been shot down everytime. Thrown away like a useless peice of trash. Now out of two months of dating we hadn't fought once, we saw eachother everyday and he was constantly reminding me of his love for me. For once I wasn't worried about being abandoned or shut down, he was in all honesty just like me. Kind-hearted, he couldn't stay mad at people or hold grudges, his eyes were pure and true of intention and all my trust had been placed in him. He never got jealous of all my other guy friends, infact he was just as good friends with them as I was. We had plans to move into an apartment when Adam got out of a group home. I was hoping that Carl would join us and we would all pitch in to get an apartment together and live as we had been for a month now. Couch hopping from party to party. Yes my group of friends were not the most hard working or the most determined but they managed to get by each day. I did my best to give them fruitful advise and I did what I could to help them, I care too much for other people and not enough about myself. Tonight will be the first night as far as I can remember that I would not fall asleep next to my love and wake up alone. I missed him already. He really was all I thought about during the day, everything I did or said was an indirect thought led to his beautiful eyes. I really did love him.