Lost in The Shadows
Okie, so I started to write another chapter, but than I decided I needed a transition between the two, so that's what this is. It's not that long....sorry!.......But I'm gonna update the next one really soon, so just hang in there......lol. I'm also going to end the story in the next 4-5 chapters, because it's really starting to drag on........I should have ended it about 12 chapters ago, but I'm kinda attached.....lol.....thanks for the reviews!! oh yeah, I don't own the song Lost in The Shadows by INXS. Sweet Dreams
Say hello to the night
Lost in the shadows.
Say hello to the night
Lost in the loneliness.
Loneliness pours over you
Emptiness can pull you through....
I don't know what this madness means
I couldn't believe that the summer was so close to over. It was already September 3 and the boys went back to school September 6. I received a "reminder" from the little old lady the day after I told Chris the truth. It was a simple note left on my kitchen table saying that I would have to leave at exactly noon on Wednesday September 5. I had never been dreading anything so much in my life.
It was an extremely humid night and the air was thick with moisture and the smell of honey suckles. The smoke from my cigarette seemed to stay where it was, caught in the humid are of the September night.
I had been sitting at home waiting for Chris to come over, when the phone rang. It was Chris, telling me he would be at least an hour late. He wouldn't tell me why, and I didn't ask him. I didn't want to sit in the house waiting for him and was actually feeling pretty claustrophobic. I figured a walk would help clear my head a little. I was wrong.
It had the exact opposite effect. I had never felt so sad or alone as I did at that moment, walking down the street, watching the shadows fade into blackness. I didn't want to go home.
Just like Chris had promised we had spent every possible moment together. He never mentioned what I told him, and didn't tell the other boys. He figured they wouldn't have believed him anyway. I completely agreed. I had no clue what he would say to them when I left, how he would explain it, but I guess he'd come up with something.
I don't know why both Chris and I refused to acknowledge what I told him, but we did. It was just easier that way. I guess we both thought it would be easier for us if we didn't think about it until the time came. So anytime the thought of going home sneaked into my head, I immediately pushed it into the back of my mind. (Avoiding unpleasant thoughts was a useful, although probably unhealthy, skill I had mastered over the past couple months.) But right now it wasn't working, I could think of nothing else except leaving Chris.
Okie, so I started to write another chapter, but than I decided I needed a transition between the two, so that's what this is. It's not that long....sorry!.......But I'm gonna update the next one really soon, so just hang in there......lol. I'm also going to end the story in the next 4-5 chapters, because it's really starting to drag on........I should have ended it about 12 chapters ago, but I'm kinda attached.....lol.....thanks for the reviews!! oh yeah, I don't own the song Lost in The Shadows by INXS. Sweet Dreams
Say hello to the night
Lost in the shadows.
Say hello to the night
Lost in the loneliness.
Loneliness pours over you
Emptiness can pull you through....
I don't know what this madness means
I couldn't believe that the summer was so close to over. It was already September 3 and the boys went back to school September 6. I received a "reminder" from the little old lady the day after I told Chris the truth. It was a simple note left on my kitchen table saying that I would have to leave at exactly noon on Wednesday September 5. I had never been dreading anything so much in my life.
It was an extremely humid night and the air was thick with moisture and the smell of honey suckles. The smoke from my cigarette seemed to stay where it was, caught in the humid are of the September night.
I had been sitting at home waiting for Chris to come over, when the phone rang. It was Chris, telling me he would be at least an hour late. He wouldn't tell me why, and I didn't ask him. I didn't want to sit in the house waiting for him and was actually feeling pretty claustrophobic. I figured a walk would help clear my head a little. I was wrong.
It had the exact opposite effect. I had never felt so sad or alone as I did at that moment, walking down the street, watching the shadows fade into blackness. I didn't want to go home.
Just like Chris had promised we had spent every possible moment together. He never mentioned what I told him, and didn't tell the other boys. He figured they wouldn't have believed him anyway. I completely agreed. I had no clue what he would say to them when I left, how he would explain it, but I guess he'd come up with something.
I don't know why both Chris and I refused to acknowledge what I told him, but we did. It was just easier that way. I guess we both thought it would be easier for us if we didn't think about it until the time came. So anytime the thought of going home sneaked into my head, I immediately pushed it into the back of my mind. (Avoiding unpleasant thoughts was a useful, although probably unhealthy, skill I had mastered over the past couple months.) But right now it wasn't working, I could think of nothing else except leaving Chris.