Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.2

I liked hanging out with Fawn. She was a fun girl, popular and she complimented me well. We would meet up after school at the local bowling alley for a little fun.

Plus it was nice to be out of the house. Mom and Sha were always home and always making out. I swear you'd think those two were horny teenagers as well.

As much as I liked Fawn, she wasn't the only fish in the sea. Sofie Grimm is my trig tutor. At first, she wasn't much to look at, but she's smart and funny. Since I knew she had a crush on me I'd flirt with her a bit so that she'd end up doing my homework for me, it's much easier that way.

One day she showed up at school with an entirely new look, and out tutoring session turned into lessons on anatomy more than trig. Lucky for me Fawn and Sofie traveled in different circles and both would be graduating in a few months, so I think I could manage to keep them separated for that long.

 With Mom and Sha headed out for a movie, I decided to invite Fawn over to keep me company.

 It was a good night until we lost track of time.

"DAVIS MATTHEW GRUBER!"

"Mom! Wha...What are you doing back so soon?"

Fawn jumped out of bed, her face beet red as she scrambled to put her clothes back on.

"You, young lady, get home right now! I'll be calling your parents shortly."

Fawn ran passed Mom muttering apologies.

"What's the big deal?" I asked no understanding why she was so pissed.

"What's the big deal?!?! You young man are 15 years old! You should not be doing...that. How can you stand here and act like that's nothing."

"Mom loosen up. You and Sha are going at it like rabbits all the damn time. At least I'm doing it the right way!"

Mom's face contorted into a frightening scowl. I'd never seen her so angry and I instantly wanted to take my words back.

"Mom...I...I"

She threw her hands up. "Don't. Don't talk to me right now. You are grounded."

She turned and walked out of my room, slamming the door behind her. I dropped down onto my bed trying to figure out how I could make it up to her. After a few minutes, I pulled on some shorts needing to go talk to her. I stopped outside their room, I could hear mom and Sha talking. Mom sounded angry, but she also sounded like she was crying. I felt like crap.

 
The next morning, Mom sat at the table still looking upset. I thought about going back upstairs, but she called me over to sit.

"Mom I'm sorry, about what I said."

"We'll talk about that later. I have to tell you something first."

The tone of her voice told me it was not good news.

"You're uncle Graham called last night. Your great-grandmother passed away."
I sat there speechless.

I'd only meet her once or twice, but Elise talked about her all the time since they lived with her. Mom was really upset, and I felt even worse for being such a pain last night. She told me that we would be going back to Bridgeport for the funeral.