Chapter 9:
"Chad!" Whitney called to him, from outside his bedroom. She was surprised at his
reaction.
She knocked softly on his door.
"Come in," he answered eventually.
She stepped inside to see him lying on his back in his bed, his hands behind his head.
She pulled a chair next to where he lay on his bed. She grabbed his hand, and tried to
make him feel better.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
"It's ok," he answered, letting her caress his hand.
"It's just that he's family, and I know you don't have a lot of that anymore," she said.
"He wants to speak to you, and as overdue as that may be, you should let him."
"I can't..." he replied, his voice trailing off. "At least not now. Why wasn't he there for
me when my parents died? I left town shortly after the funeral, but I still made sure everyone
knew I was leaving. Why didn't he stop me? Why does he wait eight months after everything
has happened to contact me?"
"I don't know...." was all Whitney could say. He had a point. She leaned over and gave
him a kiss on his cheek, trying to make him forget all of this.
He let her kiss him once, twice, three times. She was the only person who had been
there for him lately. The only person he felt an instant connection to. He couldn't explain it to
himself how he felt about her. He loved her. He knew he did.
"How about we go out tonight?" she suggested.
Chad smiled to himself. "You're just trying to make me feel better!" he stated.
"Well, is it working?" she asked, raising one eyebrow.
"Kiss me and I'll tell you," he replied, grinning slyly at her.
She bent down and gave him a slow, sweet kiss on the lips. It was the kind of kiss that
made you forget everything else. And forget he did.
"So what do you say?" she asked, once they came up for air.
"It's a date!" he replied, breathing heavily.
"Good," Whitney said, giving him her best smile.
She went outside to get some fresh air.
She began to think as her eyes rested on the setting sun. I think I'm falling in love with
you, Chad. I mean, we've just been on like what one date?! But there's just something about
you that keeps me up at night, makes me dream of you, want you ......
She sighed to herself. She had never really felt this way before. She had thought that
her ex-boyfriend, Noah Bennett, was the one. The man of her dreams. But they had broken up
in a terrible way, and her heart had never really healed after they stopped going out. She
hadn't let any guy come near enough to her to date her since Noah. But Chad was different.
He held the ability to instantly make her open up to him. And with Whitney Russell, that
wasn't an easy task.
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Chad and Whitney left his apartment a little bit later. They decided to go to the
Lobster Shack for dinner. They would then go to a movie. That was their plan. But boy, was
their plan going to be thwarted.
"I love this place," Whitney told Chad. It was the first time he was dining here. "It's
such a relaxed atmosphere, and the food is great!" They waited in the line for their chance to
eat.
Pretty soon, they were being seated. Looking up from her menu, Whitney began to say
something to Chad, but stopped when she noticed her parents sitting a few tables away from
them.
"Oh my Gosh!" Whitney whispered, trying not to be seen. She covered her face with
her menu.
"Whitney?!" Chad said, surprised. "What is it?"
"Keep your voice down!" she hissed. "It's my parents!"
"Your parents?" he whispered back, aghast. He leaned back in his seat in horror. He
knew what that meant. They had been looking for her for two days now. And once they found
her, she would go back to their house. But there was something more to it. He knew in his
heart of heart's that Whitney's return to her family was something he was not going to like.
And neither was she.
{a/n: the russell's r back. the next chapter is gonna mention them a lot. please keep
reading. i'm gonna upload more often. thanks!}
"Chad!" Whitney called to him, from outside his bedroom. She was surprised at his
reaction.
She knocked softly on his door.
"Come in," he answered eventually.
She stepped inside to see him lying on his back in his bed, his hands behind his head.
She pulled a chair next to where he lay on his bed. She grabbed his hand, and tried to
make him feel better.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
"It's ok," he answered, letting her caress his hand.
"It's just that he's family, and I know you don't have a lot of that anymore," she said.
"He wants to speak to you, and as overdue as that may be, you should let him."
"I can't..." he replied, his voice trailing off. "At least not now. Why wasn't he there for
me when my parents died? I left town shortly after the funeral, but I still made sure everyone
knew I was leaving. Why didn't he stop me? Why does he wait eight months after everything
has happened to contact me?"
"I don't know...." was all Whitney could say. He had a point. She leaned over and gave
him a kiss on his cheek, trying to make him forget all of this.
He let her kiss him once, twice, three times. She was the only person who had been
there for him lately. The only person he felt an instant connection to. He couldn't explain it to
himself how he felt about her. He loved her. He knew he did.
"How about we go out tonight?" she suggested.
Chad smiled to himself. "You're just trying to make me feel better!" he stated.
"Well, is it working?" she asked, raising one eyebrow.
"Kiss me and I'll tell you," he replied, grinning slyly at her.
She bent down and gave him a slow, sweet kiss on the lips. It was the kind of kiss that
made you forget everything else. And forget he did.
"So what do you say?" she asked, once they came up for air.
"It's a date!" he replied, breathing heavily.
"Good," Whitney said, giving him her best smile.
She went outside to get some fresh air.
She began to think as her eyes rested on the setting sun. I think I'm falling in love with
you, Chad. I mean, we've just been on like what one date?! But there's just something about
you that keeps me up at night, makes me dream of you, want you ......
She sighed to herself. She had never really felt this way before. She had thought that
her ex-boyfriend, Noah Bennett, was the one. The man of her dreams. But they had broken up
in a terrible way, and her heart had never really healed after they stopped going out. She
hadn't let any guy come near enough to her to date her since Noah. But Chad was different.
He held the ability to instantly make her open up to him. And with Whitney Russell, that
wasn't an easy task.
______________________________________________________________________________
Chad and Whitney left his apartment a little bit later. They decided to go to the
Lobster Shack for dinner. They would then go to a movie. That was their plan. But boy, was
their plan going to be thwarted.
"I love this place," Whitney told Chad. It was the first time he was dining here. "It's
such a relaxed atmosphere, and the food is great!" They waited in the line for their chance to
eat.
Pretty soon, they were being seated. Looking up from her menu, Whitney began to say
something to Chad, but stopped when she noticed her parents sitting a few tables away from
them.
"Oh my Gosh!" Whitney whispered, trying not to be seen. She covered her face with
her menu.
"Whitney?!" Chad said, surprised. "What is it?"
"Keep your voice down!" she hissed. "It's my parents!"
"Your parents?" he whispered back, aghast. He leaned back in his seat in horror. He
knew what that meant. They had been looking for her for two days now. And once they found
her, she would go back to their house. But there was something more to it. He knew in his
heart of heart's that Whitney's return to her family was something he was not going to like.
And neither was she.
{a/n: the russell's r back. the next chapter is gonna mention them a lot. please keep
reading. i'm gonna upload more often. thanks!}