The next morning Rachel woke up in an unfamiliar place. She looked around and noticed she was in a king sized bed in a huge room. Rachel got out of bed and she stepped onto the cold tile floor getting a massive headache. Rachel went to the bathroom and threw up. She tried to remember what happened last night but nothing came to mind. Rachel flushed the porcelain toilet and went to wash her face then she heard a faint knock at the door. A beautiful tall women with blue eyes and sparkly star earring came in.
"How are you doing sweetie?" The lady asked and Rachel stared at her in confusion. "I am Diana. Richard's mom." Rachel gave her another skeptical look and did not shake her hand. "Adoptive mom." She finished and Rachel finally accepted that she was telling the truth. "Come down stairs sweetie Richard is waiting for you, and I just brewed some nice hot coffee. You could use some after the night you had." Rachel stayed silent and followed the lady down the spiral staircase. Rachel saw Richard and she stood in the doorway of the kitchen, and put a hand to her head getting another headache. She realized the Richard was the one that called her last night. Memories started to rush through her head. Richard motioned Rachel to an empty seat at the table, and Rachel came to that seat. Richard stared at Rachel waiting for her to say something. After minutes of silence, Rachel finally spoke up.
"Richard, I am so sorry. I didn't know what I was thinking. Well actually I did, but... Ugh, it is so complicated. You wouldn't understand." Rachel sighed and put her head down. Richard put his hand on top of Rachel's hand and their eyes met.
"Talk to me. What wouldn't I understand?" Richard asked trying to make Rachel feel comfortable.
"I didn't want to go to Roy's party, but he made me. I wanted to go out with you." Rachel said.
"How did he make you?"
"He said that he would tell you about all the bad things I have done." Rachel said looking ashamed.
"Rachel, you should know me better than that or do you really think of me as that shallow? I do not care about your past, I just wanted make sure you have a better future."
"I'm sorry. I messed up."
"I thought you were done with all this."
"I was. I mean I am... Roy got to me and I shouldn't of listened to him."
"What did he say to you?" Richard asked getting angry at Roy.
"He was just saying that I can't change, and why should I change who I am. Stuff like that, and how I shouldn't be hanging out with you or people like you, its not important."
"I'm going to kill that guy. Don't Listen to him. You can only change if you want to, and you can hang out with whomever you like."
"I want to hang out with you." Rachel admitted putting her head down.
"Stop, hiding yourself." Richard said and Rachel looked back up and tilted her head in a confused manner. "Whenever you admit something or I find something out you hide your face."
"Oh." Rachel said.
"I like to see your eyes. It gives me some idea of what's going on in that beautiful head of yours." Richard said looking into Rachel vibrant eyes and she blushed. "Do you want to change?"
"Yes, but its hard. Its hard to change who you are."
"But that's thing Rachel, I don't think you know who you are, because you're always trying to hide it when you show emotions. I think your father has made you this "bad girl"." Richard said in air quotes. "And the real Rachel is buried underneath there." Rachel sat there listening, but she had enough.
"I have to get home." Rachel said getting up from her seat and waking to the door, but Richard went after her.
"See, anytime we get somewhere you always try to avoid it." Richard said and Rachel stood by the door not saying anything. "I will drive you." Richard suggested to Rachel who was walking down the steps to the street. Rachel turned to him and nodded, she was too tired to walk home. The car ride was silent the whole time till they were driving past a few stores with fake snowflakes, snow, and Santa's in the windows.
"This use to be my favorite time of year." Rachel whispered to herself, but just loud enough for Richard to hear.
"Why is it not anymore?" Richard asked.
"When my mom past my father didn't really do anything besides drink. So there was no shopping or decorating a tree, or anything." Rachel exclaimed looking at Richard.
"Well maybe this year could be different." Richard implied.
"I doubt it." Rachel sighed.
Once they arrived at Rachel's house Richard walked Rachel up to the doorstep. "If you're not doing anything tomorrow maybe we could do something." Richard putting his hands in his pocket trying hide his nervousness.
"Sorry Richard I think I would just rather stay home. I will see you Monday." Rachel answered and went into her apartment and closed the door on Richard's face.
"It was worth a shot." Richard smiled walking down her steps to his car thinking of more ways to get Rachel to warm up to him.
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