[A/N]: Contest winner: devilbabe1215... Congrats. Is anyone reading my story? It seems like I'm writing and I'm the only one reading it.
-Chapter 9-
I'm unprotected
See how I've opened up
Oh, you've made me trust
I woke up to find an indention in my bed where Gordo laid before he left and the scent of his warm body. I woke up because my mind was racing at a thousand thoughts per second… only this time, I wasn't thinking about pessimistic things, yet new subjects that I had never thought about roamed my mind; pleasant subjects.
It's weird how five months of dejection disappeared in less than five hours just by Gordo comforting me. I don't think that I've ever had a better friend than Gordo, one that was so sweet. He got me to open up and trust him; before today, I couldn't do that.
I began to get tired from all the crying; he noticed and allowed me to rest my head on his chest. As soon as I was in his arms it felt as though a type of warmness was injected into my body; I couldn't explain it, but it felt good.
There was something different about Gordo. While I lie there, I could feel his heart pounding rapidly. I know Gordo, the only time his heart does that without doing any heavy physical movement is when he's scared or nervous. There was no reason for him to be nervous… I hope I didn't scare him. I've put him through so much in the last twenty-four hours. I have no idea what he's feeling.
I didn't stop to thank him before I fell asleep, I was just so glad to be able to have someone beside me and whisper to me 'its going to be okay' every once and a while, that I forgot.
Now, my mind was filled with so many sweet thoughts that there was no room for negativity. I realized I had a small smile on my face as I lay there; a real smile, not the fake smirk I had given everyone else. I almost forgot how it felt to smile.
I heard my door crack and snapped out of my daze pretending to be asleep. I felt footsteps come towards me and a blanket cover my shivering body. Telling by her scent as she leaned down and pressed her lips on my cheek assuming I was asleep, it was my mom.
"Miranda, if you only knew how much I love you and that I'm here for you… always." She stood over me for a second then walked out my door leaving me alone once again, but I didn't feel alone.
It was like my soul exited my body and a new one entered. No, nothing was perfect at the moment in my life, but it felt good to be me.
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