The Automatic Hate Page #3

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as soon as he saw me.

Okay. So here's what we'll do.

We'II...

No, I need you to

drive me back to my car.

No.

Then I'll walk.

You're just... What?

Davis.

Davis.

Davis, wait, please.

Your dad

asked me to leave.

So what? I have to do

this all by myself?

Do what?

Find a way to get our

families back together.

That's what you want to do?

Unless I'm

imagining things,

it seems like you were

enjoying your break up here.

Wait. What?

From your girlfriend.

Break?

I... I-I didn't mean it

like that.

I just mean you were

having a good time,

and I picked up on a vibe that

you guys are having problems.

Sorry to pry.

She had an abortion, Alexis.

My gosh.

Yeah, so that brought up

a lot of sh*t between us.

Davis, I'm so sorry.

Yeah, thanks.

So, what if I stayed?

What's your plan?

I don't know,

but if you do,

I know that we'll

figure something out.

And now we've stirred it all

up, it's dumb to just drop it.

I can't believe

I'm just meeting you now.

I'll come back to visit.

Okay?

I promise.

Promise me

something else.

What?

That if you do leave now,

it's not because you're

afraid of what's going on.

I'm not afraid

of what's going on.

Not with our dads.

With us.

No?

Okay.

Come on. I'll take you

to your car.

Alexis?

I do know

what's going on,

but I promise that's not

why I'm leaving.

No?

-What the f*** are you doing?

-I need to show you something before you leave.

How long is this

gonna take?

Just a few minutes.

What is this place?

Well, when we were little, my parents got

in a fight and I followed my dad here.

He doesn't know

I know about it.

There's so much stuff.

I know.

Here. Look at this.

What's up here?

I have no idea. What?

Come up here.

It's plugged in.

Should we?

Jesus.

What?

I think that's my dad.

The one on the right.

He's handsome.

-Is the other one your dad?

-Yeah.

They look so happy.

Is that your mom, maybe?

No. Yours?

No.

She's so pretty.

No, wait. There's more.

Could this all be over a girl?

Maybe.

You coming down?

Yeah, one second.

Look what I found!

Look, it's the one the girl

was wearing in the film.

Put it back.

Carefully.

Let's just leave everything

exactly as it was.

Your dad seemed really

into that girl.

Yeah, they both did.

She was pretty.

Thank you for bringing me here.

We should go.

Holy sh*t.

What?

Stop the car.

Stop the car!

What the f***?

What are you doing here?

Davis. Thank God.

I came to look for you.

Hi.

I don't know

what happened.

I just can't get

the car to start.

I tried calling AAA, but I can't

get anybody on the phone.

There's no reception

or something.

-What?

-Is that her?

Davis, a tow's

gonna take forever.

We've got jumper cables

at the house.

Hi... again.

Maybe I left the

lights on overnight.

You know, it's Kristin's car and I

don't know what all the buttons do.

Well, we could jump it.

You think she can help?

Yep.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

You sure?

Yeah.

So, how did you find me?

I drove into the main part

of town. I just asked around.

So, Cassie, what brings

you all the way up here?

I'm here to talk to

Davis about something.

You mind giving us

just a second?

I called a lot.

You not picking up?

Yeah. I've got

bad, cell service.

Davis.

Your parents actually

asked me to find you.

But you didn't tell them

I was here, did you?

Yeah, I did.

-Cassie!

-I'm sorry. It was important to them.

Sweetie,

I wanted to wait until

we were alone...

Babe, your grandfather

passed away.

I'm so sorry.

The last time I saw him...

I asked

about your dad,

and he...

freaked out...

and had, like,

a panic attack or something.

This is my fault.

No.

No, no, no, sweetie.

Sweetie, he was old.

What was he like?

He was charming.

Smart.

But he was stubborn,

like my dad.

Like your dad...

I guess.

Davis, I need to

talk to you outside.

You didn't even know him.

I know. That's what makes

this so f***ing sad.

I know you have to go now,

but please promise me this

isn't the last time I see you.

Of course.

Now, maybe this could...

This could work.

We're going to the funeral.

No. Absolutely not.

What?

If they wanted me there,

I'd have gotten a call.

Yeah, but

he's your dad too.

I am not going

to his house.

You wouldn't have

to go to Ronald's,

if that makes

a difference.

They're burying him at the family

cabin in the mountains tonight.

Just a quiet little thing

with Ronald and Marsha.

You owe us this because you never

let us meet our grandfather.

I mean, the least you can

do is let us say good-bye.

She's right.

They're running late.

The body won't be here

until the morning.

It's a good thing

he's dead.

It'd kill him to know

he was late to something.

There's a motel at the

base of the mountain...

by the gas station.

I think we'll stay the night

here, if that's okay with you.

Plenty of room, right?

Good. So we'll stay.

And I'll help with the body

in the morning.

Suit yourself. You can

stay in the basement.

Yeah, I'm hungry too.

Why don't you get those

little crackers from the car?

Dad! He's making

everyone dinner.

Well, if it's good,

maybe it's worth waiting for,

come join us.

We're drinking

your wine, so...

Can you

cut those up smaller?

Yeah, sure.

Quickly, sweetie.

Fine. I'm not as good

at this as you are.

Fine. I'll do it.

I can do it.

Hey, are you doin' okay?

I'm sorry for how

I behaved last week.

But I think that

these last few days...

have been really good for me.

How about you?

Hey, anyone want some wine?

Maybe after I'm done.

It'll make it all go smoother.

And I'll come back and help

you cut stuff as well.

Thanks.

Can I

have some too?

Yeah, sure.

This is a cool house.

I'm glad you like it.

Dinner's almost ready.

Good.

Want to sit down?

If not, we can make

you a to-go plate.

Ronnie, I'm kidding,

please.

We should be able

to handle this.

Do you want

some wine?

Don't bother.

He doesn't like wine.

I'll get him

his drink.

Do you need help

with something?

Just some Red Label.

-He's down there?

-Yeah.

How'd you pull that off?

It's easy to despise someone

from a distance.

Put them across a table,

though,

most men won't pursue a

conflict if they can help it.

Your dad's

a great example.

Of what?

A coward.

That's your drink, right?

Good memory.

So, who's gonna

lose it tonight?

You are.

No, not me.

What are you guys

talking about?

May I?

Ronnie and I spent every

summer here growing up.

One summer,

we were alone,

so every weekend was 48

hours straight of drinking.

Every few weekends

we'd wake up to see...

that someone had

vomited somewhere.

I'd accuse Ronnie of not being

able to hold his liquor.

He'd accuse me.

But neither of us

could remember.

Ronnie, being the prankster he

was, suggested an experiment.

We ate pasta for dinner.

I had marinara,

he had Alfredo.

Josh, if you're gonna

tell it, tell it right.

I had marinara

and you had Alfredo.

We threw the biggest party

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