Chapter 4 ~ Words
Why do people say that words can't hurt you. Physically, they can't, obviously. But mentally, and emotionally, they can kill. Remember when I said that I had lost one of the most important people in my life because of words? Well, I'm going to tell you what I meant. I had a best friend named Ariana. She was literally the nicest person, sweetest, smartest, most talented, I mean, you name it, she was good at it. Three years and six months ago, she killed herself. Because of words. People were jealous of her. They all ganged up on her. It took three months before she finally caved, and slit her throat with a razor blade. I was the one who found her. On her bathroom floor, cold and stiff, hazel eyes still open, laying in a pool of blood. Her funeral was two days later. I cried. For weeks. I still have nightmares about me pointing the door to her room, not seeing her, checking the bathroom to see if she was doing her makeup for her date that night, and finding her on floor, surrounded by blood. Oh god, I'm going to throw up just writing this to you. I have to go I'm sorry.
I guess I'll check in with you later.
Yours truly, Callie.
~back to date~
Set up is a picnic blanket, in front of a small pond, with candles floating in the water, and candles around the blanket, and soft classical music playing in the background.
"Oh my god Evan," I say "this is absolutely gorgeous!" He chuckles. "Thank you. I hoped you'd like it." He states with a shy smile. "Well I don't like it," his smile falters, "I love it!" Now he is really smiling. He has such a handsome smile. He is so handsome and sweet and kind and strong and amazing. "Why thank you" he says while laughing. "Oh god, did I say that out loud?" "Yes. You did. And I'm so glad that you think that about me as well." "What?" I ask. "I feel all those things about you, but like ten times stronger." "Thank you." I blush. "You're cute when you blush, by the way." I give him a shy smile as a response. "Shall we eat?" He asks Ina fake, yet still adorable, British accent. "We shall" I respond in the same way he did. "Ok, so I brought sushi, your friends told me that you love The Dancing Crab roll the best so I brought that. Some fruit, some sparkling grape juice, white and red. Also some chocolate coated pretzels for dessert. I hope that's ok...I mean...if it isn't...I...we...they..." He stutters. I laugh, which cuts him off. "It's perfect, thank you." I say with all sincerity.
~time skip~
After we finish eating and talking, about anything, everything, and nothing. We decide to go. We get in the car and drive back to my house, while blasting Beating Heart by Ellie Goulding. When we pull up to my house, Evan leans over and gives me a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for letting me take you out tonight. I had so much fun with you." "No thank you. And you missed by the way." I say. He looks at me confused, so I decide to be brave, and kiss him. Full on the mouth. He kisses back and smiles into the kiss. "Will you, Callie April Emerald, be my girlfriend?" "Of course. I should go back inside, the girls are watching from my window." I say as I point up to my room, to see all the girls watching us. As soon as they see us look up, they pull back the curtain. Evan and I laugh. "Ok, see you Monday Cal. Call you tomorrow, okay?" "Okay. Bye." I get out and he waits until I'm inside to pull out of my driveway. When I turn back around Laura, Sara, Naomi, and Amy are all staring at me expectantly. "What?" I ask. "Tell us what happened!" They all scream, which makes me jump. "No." "WHAT!" Laura screams. "You promised! You liar! Tell me, tell me, tell me!" "Not until tomorrow. I'm really tired so I'm going to bed. See you guys in the morning." I yell from half way up the stairs. "Fine then" Naomi says. All I can think about as I lie in bed, and stare at the ceiling, is Evan's lips on my. The way they felt so warm, and soft, but still slightly chapped. The way his lips pulled on mine when he smiled. And with that I drift off to sleep.