19-Thanks For Throwing Me Under The Bus Janet

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Persephone 

This weekend we have another home game. I also have the dinner with my dad, Janet, and Miles. 

Yep the dinner is Friday night, the game is Saturday afternoon and a party at the team house that night. 

I'm surprised my dad chose the night before a game to drop the bomb on Miles but hey it's his player. 

Oh and with how hectic everything has been I haven't told Miles about us becoming brother and sister. Now I feel like it's too late and I should just let dad and Janet tell him. 

It's currently Thursday and I am sitting in class listening to Asa as he tells me about how much he hates our opponents this weekend. 

Turns out they all hate the Longhorns.

"Hey, you should come to the after party Saturday night." He says and I turn to look at him. 

"A personal invite? Should I feel honored?" I ask and he nods, "Super, you know how many girls would kill for me to invite them?"

I laugh, "Oh god Asa, be careful your ego is showing."

He chuckles and Professor Graham walks in to start the class. 

With my track record at these parties, given I've only gone to one, I don't know if this night will end on a good note or a bad one. 

* * * 

"Should I wear the pink dress or the green one?" I ask Peyton as I hold both of them in front of me. 

She's currently laying on her stomach across her bed. She looks between the two dresses before pointing to the pink one. 

"That one, you will look so cute. Totally screams 'meet your new mommy.'"

I glare at her but put the pink one on anyways. It's a lot more conservation than the green one, especially given the fact that we're going to a restaurant so I think it's the right choice for the occasion. 

My hair is straightened and I am wearing a light amount of make up. 

I still feel a bit bad for not notifying Miles about this. From what I heard he thinks his mom is only in town because of the game, poor dude he's about to be completely blindsided. Yeah I think I feel more than a bit bad about this. 

"Are you nervous?" Peyton asks as I slip on my white heels. 

I shake my head, "I've met both Janet and Miles, I am sure the dinner will go amazing."

* * * 

The dinner in fact did not go amazing. 

First of all we had it in a restaurant, one where mostly all they served is shellfish. 

I'm allergic to shellfish. 

Then when Janet and dad dropped the bomb on Miles he flipped. Like worse than I expected when I considered worse case scenarios. 

"So we have been seeing each other for some time and, we're getting married." Janet said as she flashed her ring for Miles and I to see. 

"Oh it's so pretty." I had said looking at the ring. 

Miles had been eerily silent. So unlike him that I was a bit unnerved. 

"So what do you guys think? I know this is a big change but we really are happy." Janet said and I smiled. 

"I think it's really cool." I say, trying to dissipate the tension and my dad gives me an appreciative smile. 

"Good, I think having this extra time probably helped you wrap your head around it." She said, that got Miles' attention. Thanks for throwing me under the bus Janet. 

His head whipped to look at me, his eyes narrowed, "How long have you known?"

"Uh, two weeks?" I wince and the scariest look that has ever appeared on Miles' face appears. 

He stands and leaves the restaurant. I followed behind him.

He got into his car and drove away and I had to call and uber and wait for it to get to the restaurant. 

Now I am being dropped off at the team house. 

I rapidly knock on the door and Asa answers in just a pair of gray sweats. 

If I wasn't so worried about Miles I would take the time to ogle him. 

"Hey, Percy what brings you here tonight?" He asks, leaning against the door frame. 

Ok one moment to ogle him and then I push him out of the way. 

"Where's Miles?" I ask looking around.

K.J. and Phoenix currently sit on the couch. Greg - another guy on the team - sits on the recliner. 

"I knew you had a secret thing with one of the guys, just assumed it was Asa." Phoenix says and I roll my eyes. 

"Miles." I call out as my heels click across the wooden floor. 

Steps ring out down the stairs and Miles stands at the bottom of the stairs. He's still wearing his suit but his jacket is discarded somewhere. 

"What?" He asks, clearly annoyed. 

"Can we talk?" 

He shakes his head, "No."

"I'm sorry I kept it from you." I say and he scoffs, "Two weeks and you didn't tell me, what the fuck?"

"Hey, watch your language little boy." Phoenix says trying to lighten the mood. 

"She didn't tell me my mom was marrying coach." He says and then it dawns on him when he sees the guys faces. 

Everyone in this room knows besides him. 

I let it slip to Phoenix and Asa. Then Phoenix told a few of the guys when he got drunk a few days ago. Both K.J. and Greg had been there. 

"Holy shit you guys knew too? Am I the only one who doesn't know?" He says and I shake my head, "Tanner doesn't know." I offer. 

"And you're ok with this?" He asks me and I nod, "They seem happy what's the problem?"

Do I necessarily love the fact that my dad kept it from me for so long? Not really but Janet is great and I don't want him to be miserable. 

"The problem?" He asks raising his voice and taking a step towards me. 

Usual laid back Miles is no where to be seen. 

Asa takes a step closer beside me, it's a clear warning towards Miles and I can't say I hate the protectiveness he's showing on my behalf right now. 

"Yeah, I mean my dad - even though he can be scary sometimes - is a good guy and your mom is sweet. I think this could be a good thing." I say and his face hardens. 

"This is a fucking terrible thing, not to be rude Seph but your dad doesn't deserve my mom."

Oh no he didn't.

"Excuse me?" I say raising my own voice. 

No matter how my dad can be sometimes, he is still my dad and I will defend him. No one gets to talk shit about him but me, that's I my job description as his daughter. 

"How dare you talk about my dad that way, you know I have no idea what your problem is but I refuse to listen to you act like a total asshole and I am sorry I called you that but I am really mad." I say before turning around to head out of the house. 

Except my ankle twists in these stupid heels. Luckily Asa catches me before I face plant.

"These stupid heels." I grumble before I start to struggle to take them off. Asa squats down and removes them for me, setting them on the ground beside us. 

Miles face softens, "You know I didn't mean it like that, your dad is my coach and I respect him."

I hold up my hand to stop him, "It's fine, it's just been a long day."

It really has, working with kids all day is egg-sauce-ting

"Let me just order my uber so I can get back home." 

Ok so maybe I am unnecessarily drained today. Great am I starting my period soon? Probably, it's been two months. 

My period is abnormal so I never know when I am going to get it. Fun times, and no white jeans. 

"Hey, I'll drive you home." Asa says and I nod, not even considering fighting him on it. 

"Bye guys." I say and they all wave. 

Wow I hate confrontation everything is so awkward after. 

Asa and I get into his jeep and he begins to drive me home. 

"You ok?" He asks and I nod, "Yeah, it's fine."

"Miles didn't mean anything you know? He's just upset, he always thought his parents would work it out and get back together." He says and I sigh. 

"Oh." I didn't know his dad was still a part of his life. He's never talked about him and I've never seen him attend the games. 

Still I'm on team Adam Porter. 

We talk about random things as he drives me back to the dorms. 

"Thank you for driving me back." I say as I unbuckle my seat. 

"Any time Percy." He says and his eyes linger on mine for a moment. 

I give him a smile, "Good luck tomorrow." Then without over thinking it I lean forward and give him a quick peck on the cheek. 

"What was that for?" He asks, his eyes searching mine. 

I shrug, "Your good luck kiss. See you." I say before getting out of the car. 

The thought of how it would feel to actually kiss him lingers in my mind as I get ready for bed. 

I need to get over him before I get over my head. I can't even find it in me to laugh at my own inner thoughts joke before I pass out. 

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