The Fill - In Boyfriend
Episode 37's

I nodded even though he was driving and might not be able to see me. He stopped in front of my house and turned towards me.

“What did your sister do? That's not true. He should have asked for your permission. "

“He seems to do it. In the video itself. "

“You and I both know he should have asked in a better way. Making fun of others to make us appear deep or intelligent just proves the opposite. ”

“He knows it will bother me. It's not like he thought I'd be okay with that. Otherwise, he would have wanted me to come. "

I'm sorry, Gia. And I know you're ashamed. Hope you'll talk about it with your parents. Tell them how you feel at the time. Let them bring your family together because of this. ”

I laughed without humor. “We are not like your family. We keep everything on the surface. Or completely inside. ”

"Well, maybe you're the one who's gonna change it with newfound depth."

I smile. "Maybe." I grabbed the door handle.

And Gia?

"Yes?"

“My boys don't like superficial girls, so there's definitely more things you think about than you think.”

“Hayden doesn't like me. We just had a mutually beneficial deal that is now, unfortunately, over. " He felt like he owed me a favor after the party. But now the help is paying off. We're even. And I realized after spending the day with her that I was sad about it. I want him to like me because as long as I try, I can no longer deny the fact that I like him.

I gave him half a smile and got out of the car. “Thank you very much for the ride.”

ARTICLE 24

My parents welcomed me when I came into the house.

"How's that?" my father asked, his face full of hope. I want to do exactly as you suggested. Reynolds and told everything to my parents. But I want to give Drew a chance to explain first. Because I didn't want to hurt my parents and wish more than anything that maybe I just saw the worst part of the video, that maybe I'll go online and see that in fact his work doesn't mock his entire family at once.

“It's okay. Can we talk about it tomorrow? All that driving stuff makes me tired. ”

"of course. I'm so glad you could be there for your sister, "my mother said. “Now I'm sorry because we didn't go.”

"No. Maybe you better not do it. He's been busy. " I stopped for a moment while looking at my mother. You're still wearing your makeup.

The change in the subject seemed to have struck him for a moment. He took his hand to his cheek. "Yes of course."

"It's too late."

“I'm not ready for bed.”

“Sorry to keep you waiting.” On the way to my room, my phone rang. I pulled it out.

Don't watch the video. It's not pretty.

Hayden's text didn't stop me. I should watch it. I have to know what is going on on the internet for the whole world to see. I changed my pajamas and took my laptop. I tried to watch it as if it wasn't me on the screen. It was as if it was another seventeen year old girl. Even though I can't do it completely, even for the little moments I try to visualize it, I'm still humiliated for a girl with a social media addiction. The girl was addicted to validation of strangers. He doesn't even know what he's thinking until someone tells him what to think. He doesn't even know who he is. I was killed when I found out that Hayden was watching this.

Drew called around nine in the morning. I don't want to answer the phone, but I want to hear why. I want him to have it.

"Hello."

“Gia, you shouldn't have come.”

I'm not talking. I don't think I can. If that's the reason, it's not very good.

His tone became defensive as he rushed over. "I told you in that video that I'd use it for school projects."

Tears are washing my eyes. I forced them down like I always did. "Just . . . I'm thinking you want to talk to me because you care about me not because you're doing a project. "

“Gia, of course I care about you. I'm trying to help you and many others by expressing it openly. Did you know that Facebook can cause depression? Comparing yourself to others, the need for validation, is not good for our mental health. "

“Well, your movie managed to do it better than Facebook ever did for me, Drew. It makes me feel like shit. Like a shallow and stupid girl who doesn't even know her own thoughts. " It took me a lot of time to admit it to her. It's hard enough to admit it to Hayden's mom.

“That's the message I want the audience to receive. They should see themselves in you. "

“I don't think it worked. I was made fun of after the ceremony. "

“Then those people are idiots.”

That doesn't sound like an apology.

I should have told you about that.

That still doesn't sound like an apology. “When did you turn into a pretentious jerk?”

“I posted it on Facebook. Didn't you notice it? "

I let out a small breath.

“Gia, I—”

I hung up the phone because of that or shouted dirty words at him and my head was already quite sore.

I tore a piece of paper from the notebook that was on my desk and wrote down a website where the video could be found. Then I walked into the kitchen, my chest so tight with anger that I thought I was going to pass out. My parents were sitting at a table, my dad was reading the Sunday paper, my mom was in the real estate section. The two of them looked up as I slammed the paper onto the table.

"Whoa," said my father, a smile appeared on his lips. “About what is it?”

“Your son jerk. I think you should know. Dad, I borrowed your car. I'll be in the library. " With that, I came out of the kitchen.

My parents were shocked to stay behind me.

The librarian lowered his eyebrows in disapproval. "I don't think we have biographies of people who have to deal with d-bags."

“What about the pretentious bastard? Who do you think is the biggest asshole in history? I want to read his biography. ” Mrs Reynolds told me to learn people's stories. I think it's a good start and maybe it will help me deal with what's in my life.