17. A Sorry

To say that David's surprised to see me at his door is an understatement. He takes a step back, attempts to close the door in my face, and reopens it, realizing how rude his initial reaction was. E

"Dina," he says, looking uncomfortable. I'm uneasy myself. The last time we saw each other--well, it was a heated encounter in more ways than one. I feel my cheeks heat up, remembering the kiss we shared. It was our first, but it also felt like our last. And that fact hurt me more than I thought it would.

"Hi, I just---um...I wanted to make sure you're okay." I manage to tell him.

"I am," David replies. He looks at me pensively before saying, "I heard what you and Arnold did for me. Thank you."

I look up at him, startled, "No, please don't say that." I tell him. "You wouldn't have gotten into trouble in the first place if Dad hadn't..."

I trail off, and an uncomfortable silence ensues between us. I should've rehearsed what I needed to say to him. I feel like I'm making the lamest apolog