Elie was in her apartment that night going over the moves for the next dance class. For hours, it was all she would do. She sighed eery so often and took a short break. During her one break, a knock sounded upon her door. She stood up from her chair and went to answer the door. When she opened the door, Bradin appeared.
"Hi," she said. With the look on his face, it looked like he needed someone. "Bradin, what's wrong?"
"I need to talk to someone."
"Do you wnt to come in? Or rather go somewhere else?" He shrugged. She stood aside to let him walk in. He slowly made his way inside and turned towards Elie as she was shutting the door. "Sit down," she said pointing to the couch, "Do you want anything?"
He shook his head and sat down. He sighed and ran his hands over his face. He tok his hands off of his face and folded them in front of his mouth. "What's wrong?" Elie asked sitting beside him.
He sighed as he started talking. "The reason why I moved here to Playa Linda is to live with my aunt. My parents died in a flood back in Kansas." He felt Elie place her hand on his back as tears formed in his eyes. "I blame myself everyday for not making them take me along."
"It's not your fault they're dead. It's mother nature."
"My sister came home today," he continued, "and she mentioned something about our mother. I went ballistic on her. I don't have any reason why."
"Could it be that you were scared to talk about her?"
He shrugged. "That might be it," he said looking at her, "Yet, I don't want to talk about her or my father."
"You should. It may make you feel better," she told him.
"Who am I going to talk to about them?"
"Your family?" she asked, "Someone you trust. Someone who will listen to you."
"Those point to you," he told her. "I know that I don't know you that well. But, I have this feeling that I can trust you with anything that I tell you. Why else would I have come to you?"
For an hour, Bradin poured out all of his feeling to Elie about things about his parents and things that had nothing to do with his parents. He just rambled on and on about many thing and Elie was only listening. It was all that she could do. She didn't know how to help him.
A/N: it's short and stupid. i know. but i had to get something up. i wont be updating for a while. i have a 10 page paper for english due this week and i'm nowhere near done. i also wont be updating because i'm involved in a lot of shit at school friend wise and its taking up all of my time. sorry. i'll try to update soon