Author's note: I wrote this chapter at my school today, because I'm really bored. Cool story, bro. Please R&R! Hope you'll like this one!
Chapter 7 – I'll be Your Levy
"Brendon."
"What is it, Sally?"
"I just thought, maybe, if I could trust you."
Are you out of your mind, Sally? Of course you can trust him. You're the one who doesn't trust anyone.
You never trusted anyone else.
"Of course you can trust me."
"I know that… It's just that, maybe, I'm not ready to open up to you. I can't trust you yet, Brendon. I'm sorry."
Why am I like this? I don't like myself.
He placed his hand onto mine. "I understand. But I won't stop until I gain your trust. Or for the least, know your story. But you don't have to rush yourself. Just take your time."
Why are you so sweet, Brendon?
I looked at the sky. It's getting darker. I looked at my watch; 5:45 pm.
How the time did fly this fast just being by his side?
"It's getting late." Brendon said as he noticed me that I looked at my watch.
"I know." I don't want to go home yet. I'll die if I went home already. I touched my left eye.
It still hurts.
He touched my hand that holds my eye.
Can't you just tell what you really mean to me? Your actions are confusing me.
"I'll bring you home." I agreed. Being with Brendon makes me feel that I'm secured. As if I'm being protected by a knight from another kingdom that he serves.
We are from different kingdoms; different worlds. That's the reality; a painful reality.
Why haven't I realized this a long time ago? I'm such a fool.
I'm such a fool that I fell for his actions.
I fell for his words.
I fell for his warm presence.
I fell for Brendon.
I hate to admit it, but I do. He made me feel special, in just few days. He's an awesome guy. And I know we will never be together. We're from different places.
I can't reach him, even though I'm close with him. I just can't.
"You okay?" Brendon asked as we walked down our street. I haven't realized that I was spacing out.
"Yeah, I was just thinking about, uh, someone."
I should have said 'something' not 'someone'!
"Who are you thinking about, your suitor?"
"No, you idiot, I don't have one."
But if there's one, I'd like it to be you.
Like that's possible. He'll be my suitor when I'm asleep.
"Then the guy you like?"
Yeah, and that's you, Brendon. I love you.
I didn't answer, because that's how honest I am. As for now, I guess.
"Silence means yes."
"So what if I do? What are you going to do?"
"I'll get jealous."
I didn't notice that we're now at my house. Wait, what did he said?
Was I hearing things?
"Why would you be jealous?"
Why?
"He's getting your attention mine."
I laughed. Honestly, I'm a bit glad that he'll get jealous, but I was expecting a bit more from his answer. But that's just me. I know he'll never look at me as any boy would look at their girl. I would never be Brendon's girl.
No way. And I don't stand a chance.
"Call me when you need me, okay? I'll be there for you in a flash."
"Okay, I'll remember that. Goodbye Brendon."
I'll call you when I need you. I can't put all of my burdens to you. You can't be my levy.
As I opened the door, I saw my personal Devil, standing and staring at me. Death is staring at me. Good thing though, my dad was there. Looks like I can escape death today.
"Sorry if I came home late. Leslie and I hang out after I came out from the hospital."
"It's alright, Sally." This witch sure does know how to act like a mother, when there's her husband.
She really deserves an award for being the best mother in the entire world.
"I need to go to work now." Dad said to 'mom'. It's 10 in the evening, and I'm actually packing clothes, to, well, escape.
I feel like a prisoner in my own home. I shall escape to my jail. I'm leaving my warden. I feel so abused, which is I really am.
It's 2:39 in the morning. I'm assuming the witch is now asleep, and I can escape. I can't call Leslie for me to help me, because the witch knows her.
Maybe I should call Brendon.
No. I shall only be a burden to him. I can't drag him into this.
I grabbed my phone and my backpack which consists of my clothes and my lifetime savings which amounts up to $70,000 in doing summer jobs. I knew summer jobs will be worth it.
As I went out of my room, I was startled to see a familiar, yet unfriendly figure.
"And where do you think you're going." Crap.
This time, I'm dead.
But I will fight back now.
I didn't answer her, but I immediately grabbed a bottle of beer right next to me, and run. She chased me too, but I threw the bottle right at her. She was knocked out. I never looked back. That attack can slow her down alright, but she can catch up to me if I don't run fast now.
I need to call someone.
Leslie, pick up your phone.
I can't get Leslie to pick her phone up. Dammit, you're a bit useless, Leslie.
I have no other choice.
Brendon.
Please, I need you right now. Let me be selfish, for the last time, Brendon.
Please.
"Hello?" Thank God. "Sally? What's wrong? You're losing your breath."
"Brendon, p-please," uh, I have to breathe, "m-meet m-me at the," breathe, "p-park." I shouldn't stop running, but I have to. "P-please, b-be t-there, quickly." I hung up, and ran to the park.
As I've arrive the park, my legs gave up from running almost a kilometre, with just a tiny break. If it wasn't this bag full of clothes and more 'important' stuff, I could have gone farther. I lay down at the sand box, helplessly, cried.
You said you're never going to leave me. You said everything will be okay. But it isn't, mom. Why'd you have to leave? You're my real mom. I didn't care if you were not the one who released me from this horrid world; you were the exact definition of mom to me. Why do you have to leave me with my 'mother'? Why do you have to die? Why did I have to meet her?
Why did you break your promise?
I didn't know what hurts; that my left eye wants to cry but it really hurts or, my legs are also crying of pain, or the fact that all of my emotional pains were being gathered in one place.
Whatever it is, it doesn't change the reality that I feel like I'm dying.
"Brendon, save me." That's the only thing that I can mutter.
Brendon's not like my mom, right? He won't break his promise, wouldn't he?
Since I've start trusting him right now, he wouldn't throw it away, right?
He's a trustworthy person, right?
I'm not wishing something from a shooting star that's a fantasy; but this is the fact, right?
"BRENDON BOYD URIE! DAMMIT, I NEED YOU NOW!" My floodgates have opened again.
"YOU'RE WORTH MY TRUST, RIGHT? YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED THIS, RIGHT? I WASN'T DREAMING, RIGHT? YOU'VE CARED FOR ME, DIDN'T YOU? Or was it all a hallucination, huh, Brendon?"
"DAMMIT SALLY, WHY ARE YOU DOUBTING ME?"
I turn around my back, and saw an exhausted creature right in front of me.
IT WAS BRENDON BOYD URIE. I wanted to run to him, but my legs are numb.
"Dammit, why am I so impatient?"
Brendon threw his arms around me. I did the same. We've hugged each other tightly.
I won't let him go. He's mine. Call me selfish, but he's only mine tonight.
"I'm here now, Sally. I am worth of your trust. I'll prove to you that I am. I've always wanted this to happen. You weren't dreaming. I've cared for you, much more than myself. And all of those were not your hallucinations. Listen to me Sally. I can be your levy. I'll carry all of your burdens at my back. I don't care what the people will say to me, but Sally," he let go of me, "listen carefully, and look into my eyes."
I am listening, and looking at your soul, Brendon.
"I haven't done this to anyone, not any to my family members," as he tries to clear his throat, he grabbed my shoulders, "Sally Anderson."
"W-what is it?"
"Sally Anderson, I-"he paused. Cleared his throat, and speaks again.
"This might sound unbelievable, but, I love you, Sally Anderson."
And this time, I know, I can tell that he does. That he really does, and not a product of my imagination or expectation.
Brendon loved me back.
"I love you too, Brendon."
All of my pain suddenly wiped away as he pressed his lips onto mine.
Hey moon, don't you go down.
I'm happy. I wish I was Sally. This isn't the ending, Sally's story is really long, so you better watch out for that.