Hola! Okay so I moved my other two stories to my new big drabble-y one so check it out! It's got some cool stuff on it! Even though it says complete, you can still look out for it. Also for German day me and three others wrote a children's book! It won first!
7
I stared at Stoll waiting for him to say something, but he just stared right at me. My eyes locked one and neither of us pulled apart.
After about a minute, he cleared his throat and I looked away.
"So," he said. "Nice view."
"Yeah," I said nervously. "What are you doing up here? Not even my siblings know about this."
"I saw you come up," he replied simply. I raised my eyebrows.
"So, you were spying on me?" I asked. He turned beat red.
"No! I just heard someone walk by and I looked out my door and saw you go through the wall!" he covered hastily. I laughed.
"Okay…" I looked across the horizon. He sat next to me.
"So, why do you hate your step-family so much?" he asked looking at me. I didn't meet his gaze.
"I don't hate them, I just… I don't know."
"How did you guys meet?"
I sighed, "It was two days before camp three years ago. We were in the Oklahoma City Airport when I accidentally bumped into Layla. She told me to watch it, and when I told her how sorry I was she just told me I better be. We got into this fight so big that the security guards had to pry us apart.
"My dad ran onto the scene and so did Carrie and the other five showed up. My dad made sure I was okay before turning to Carrie to apologize. They got all starry-eyed with each other. I've never seen him with that look on his face except for when he looks at pictures of my mom." She smiled. "I knew that something was going to happen.
"Apparently, they had spent a lot of time over the summer because I got a call from my dad at the end, about two days before, of camp saying he was engaged. He told me to the lady at the airport and I immediately told him no. I said he was going too fast, but said she was the one. I told him I wasn't going to come back from camp if he did, but I ended up going home. It was never the same again."
I looked at my lap. I never talked to anyone about this kind of stuff. I was always embarrassed, but I thought I could trust Travis. Even after what had happened between us, I felt I could.
"That's awful. I remember when you stayed that extra month. You seemed miserable," Travis consoled. The corner of my mouth quirked up in a half-smile.
"So, how about your family?" I asked. He had a sudden interest in his lap.
"Uh, my mom was an abusive drug addict after my dad left and she hated us. I was glad to leave. I don't think Connor and I could last another week there. I haven't heard from her since I was thirteen."
"Oh, I'm sorry." I was surprised at how truthful I was. He shook his head.
"Don't be. I actually wished she was in the fields of punishment right now." He smiled at the thought.
"That's a bit drastic don't you think?" I asked nervously. He just lifted up his shirt revealing a long gash that went from his underarm to his hipbone. I gasped and touched it tentatively. Before I could ask, he said: "Knife cut. I got it protecting Connor when I was thirteen. We ran away the next day."
He pulled his shirt back down. I looked in his eyes. They held only ne emotion: pain.
"I'm so sorry," I said. Total disbelief came over me. How could a guy so carefree have gone through so much pain? It beats me.
"What do you have to be sorry for?" I stood up and so did he.
"Everything; for yelling at you every second of the day. For always making you look like a fool in public. Especially after all the pain you've been through." I was on the brink of tears now. I have absolutely no idea why, but I was.
He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back. I wrapped mine around his torso as his chin rested on my head. It felt very nice, but awkward. After about a minute of silence he said: "I never thought this day would come."
"Me either," I said.
"Katie?" he asked.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"You know when you said you said you hated me?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"Do you still?" At this I looked at him. His face was placid and expressionless, but his eyes told a different story. They were hopeful.
"I don't know, Travis. I don't know." He was still, but after a second his lips were pressed to mine.
It came out of nowhere. I wasn't prepared for this alternative at all. I was peeling the grape with my supposively arch enemy. This wasn't exactly the first thing on my "to do" list, but I gave into it.
My hands went into his curly locks. One of his arms was around my lower back and his other hand cupped my chin lifting it up as he leaned down. We broke apart time and time again for oxygen, but we always came back in.
I can't describe the feeling this gave me. I felt I could do anything, see the tiniest things, and even hear people talking in Tokyo. I loved it so much I forgot I was making out with Stoll. He was good! It sucked me into a mind of emptiness and bliss.
I was knocked out of that world by my parents coming into the house.
I pulled away from Travis gently, but surprised. I wanted so badly for more, but I knew that it had to end. We stared at head other, lips slightly parted breathing heavily.
Finally, I looked down and walked over to the beard in the floor that leads to the stairs. I silently climbed down and into my room. I locked my door and slid to the floor uncertain of what just happened. I jumped when the realization dawned on me.
Travis Stoll was my first kiss.
… Need I say more? I loved this chapter and my ideas to come. Nobody has really elaborated on the Stolls past I noticed. Interesting, huh? Anyways, for the person who recommended a name change… No! I did that on purpose. No offense, but I don't care if it doesn't make sense. It's stupid and that's what I aimed for. I am truly offended at the fact that you assume my life has been misleading because of the fact that I am form AMERICA! I find that utterly ridiculous. True the Twilight saga did get it wrong, but I don't give a hoot about them! (No offense to Stephanie Meyer or any Twilight fans, it's just not my favorite. Meyer is a genius, but what teenager says irrevocably?) I will not change it, !
Oh the name poll… David and Reyna won, but I am putting Gwendolyn and Xander to a use…
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