Nothing To Say

Mila

I couldn’t tell her. She wouldn’t approve of a relationship with Ben any more than Jerrod would—for Jerrod’s friendship’s sake—and there wasn’t anything to talk about anyway. There was no relationship, and I couldn’t tell her what was upsetting me.

My mom shook her head. “I’m going to get you some of Manny’s chocolate cake. He always makes extra.”

She disappeared into the kitchen. I loved Manny’s chocolate cake. The pastry chef had made it since I could remember, and he’d been working for us for years. I would never say no to the cake, although it would do nothing to make me feel better. I wished it was as simple as eating cake and all my troubles would disappear.

My mom brought me the cake, and even though it wouldn’t fix anything and probably go straight to my hips, I ate it. I wanted to drink myself into a stupor, but I didn’t do that. With the mood I was in, I would only do something stupid.

Instead, I took out my phone and dialed Ben’s number. I pressed the phone to my ear a