“Okay. We can talk about it later. How’s Killian?”
I pause unsure of what to say. “He’s okay. Taking his recovery one day at a time. He’s spending the night at his dad’s. He um…well he didn’t remember about Conrad’s health issues, and the cancer’s back. I’m giving him some time with him,” I lie through my teeth.
“I’m sorry to hear that. If you need anything, let me know. I’m sorry for how things have been between us. I’ve not really been myself.”
“It’s okay, Mom. I love you. We’ll talk soon.”
“I love you my sweet girl. I hope you’ll come for a visit soon.”
“Maybe.”
I don’t tell her she was right about Killian. Instead I end the call and start my car. I drive to the apartment. Killian’s car isn’t here. Not that I was expecting it to be. The apartment is dark and quiet, and it doesn’t appear Killian has been back here at all. I’m tempted to drive past the frat house to see if that’s where he is, but I don’t want to put myself through that again. If I see him with someone else, it will kill me if I don’t kill him first.
I shove the leftovers Diane sent for Killian in the fridge. Flopping down on the couch I decide to call Hunter and see if his holiday was better than mine.
“Hey,” I whisper and shake my head at myself. I don’t know why I am whispering.
“What’s up?”
“Everything’s down.”
He chuckles and I grin. “You got jokes.”
“How was your day? Did you go home?”
“Yeah. It was pretty uneventful. My father drank too much, and my mother zoned out on her nerve pills.”
“What about your sister?”
“She’s working.”
“She’s always working.”
“Um…your family was topic of conversation today.”
“Oh yeah. What about them?”
“Rumor has it your parents split up.”
“What did you hear?”
“That your mom and Cooper have been fucking behind Theo’s back for years.”
“Okay I did not need the mental image that came with that just now. Thanks a lot.” Cooper isn’t my actual uncle, but I was raised like he was so it’s gross to think of him or my mom sleeping with anyone, especially each other.
“Hey, you asked.”
“I totally walked right into that.”
“How’s things going with Killian?”
“They aren’t.”
“What do you mean?”
I let out a sigh and change positions on the couch. “He um…well we broke-up but then he came back, but nothing was really settled. Then there was this scene at his dad’s today, and I don’t know where he is.”
“Want me to kill him? I have a shovel and a tarp, but I gotta warn you I’ve got a bad arm. You’ll have to do all the lifting.”