"So, why did you stay for my entire shift?" I eyed Caelum as we walked back to his car.

"You still needed a ride home right?" He answered nonchalantly as he opened my door. Such the gentleman.

"Well yeah, but why are you doing all this? I mean why are you so willing to hang out and watch me all the time?" I asked, turning to look at him.

He sighed and rubbed the back of his head.

"Do remember what you said the other day? When we talked?" He asked

Of course I did.


"I just… wanted to apologize… for pissing you off. You seemed to be pretty upset…"

He was looking straight into my eyes. I blushed an looked away… He's so direct.

"Yeah, well, I was just having a shitty day… the world was against me sort of thing. Nothing to worry about." I was staring to get nervous, he was making it seem like he was somewhat concerned for me…

"It sounded like you had more then few "shitty days"." he smirked.

I rolled my eyes.

"Doesn't every teenager these days?" I brushed off the fact how close he was to the truth. My heart was pounding as I continued to avoid his gaze.

He sighed turned to walk to the driver side of the car.

I sat down and stared out the window.

The rest of the car ride was silent, but there was definitely an elephant in the car the whole way back to my house.

My house… I suddenly remembered that he hadn't really seen my house yet. He had stopped following me as I ran into my house and it had been dark. I suddenly became nervous and ashamed to have him see my home.

As we neared my street, I began to fidget.

"You can just drop me off here…" I said as we turned onto my street.

He glanced over as I nervously shifted and began to unbuckle my seat belt and grab my stuff.

"Are you sure, you house is just a little bit down the street right?"

"Umm yeah, but my mom will be really worried and probably over react if I got a ride from a stranger you know?" I lied quickly. He looked at me skeptically but complied with my request and stopped the car so I could get out.

I stood there awkwardly as I fumbled for something to say.

"So, um thanks again for giving me a ride today."

He smiled brightly at me.

"I told you, I was making it to you for the other day. However if you need anything, feel free to ask." He stared pointedly at me. I blushed and looked away. I reeeallly have to work on not doing that every five minutes…

"Well, um, thanks, bye." I closed the door and walked hurriedly down the street. He flipped the car around behind me and drove off. I sighed in relief and headed back to my personal hell.

I feel the need for some more Jesus love!

"What the hell are you doing here?" I dropped my bag as I saw Jesus sitting on the couch, looking very out of place in my filthy home and my mother twitching over by the kitchen doorway.

"Oh good, your home sweetie. Will you make something to drink for Mr. Medina?" She smiled.

I sighed and headed into the kitchen. I started boiling water for instant coffee, the only thing we had that was mildly acceptable for company.

It was oddly quite, the only sound was me making the coffee.

I brought out the the coffee and set it in front of him.

"So, why are you here?" I said, crossing my arms.

He calmly sipped his drink before looking up at me.

"That's not a very polite thing to say to your guests. I came just to visit you and your dear mother."

My mother stared at me, bug eyed. I stared back at Jesus, waiting for what he was going to do.

"Fine, whatever. I'm going to my room." I grabbed my backpack and headed to my room. I didn't want to hear what they had to say.