Hey! A lot of you thought that this was a little confusing… She went to the alley and fell asleep and somehow ended up in her century… sorry that kind of sucked… But yea she's gone back and is trying to live her life with out him. Ooh! Let's see if it works!
They finally let e out of that hospital. I'm back in my old room. Andrew's coming by today, Mom thinks he's gona purpose… but she always thinks that. If he does, I don't know what I'm going to do. A part of me still loves… him. What did he do that was so terrible any way? He was having a bad day and yelled at me… big deal! Why did I have to leave? That was the biggest mistake I've ever made. Why did I have to leave… why?
I was furiously writing in my journal. I had become greatly dependent on this little book to tell my secrets, since I was 5 or 6. I loved to curl up on my window sill and write in it while looking out at the rain. Today was not one of those days… It was bright outside… the sun was shining. Erik had taught me to love the dark. Could Andrew teach me to love the light, like I once did? I wanted to erase the next 4 hours, so that I could go for a walk in the night. I wish that the storm clouds would move around so that I could have some rain while I walk. That would be nice.
I heard a knock at the door.
"Yes?"
"Hey! How is my little sunshine?" Ugh, already with the light.
"I'm fine. How bout you?"
"I'm fine. My father says that if your parents are driving you crazy, you could come stay with us."
"Mom and Dad would shoot me… But thanks any way!"
"Are you sure, because we could work it out so that they would let you and you could just have some time to relax. You could hang around with Lilly." Lilly was his little sister. She was just 4 months younger than me, and 2 years younger than Andrew. She was one of my dearest of friends. I told her everything! I could even talk to her about her brother if I needed to and she would never say a word about it to any one. She really is a great friend.
"It would be nice to see Lilly again." Oh yea… One more thing… They kind of live in California. That's why this is such a big deal.
"And she really wants to see you!"
"I'll go, but not for more than a week. And I want to stay in Lilly's room." I added.
"Fine."
"Thank you for being so accommodating! Let me pack and I'll be down in a few minutes. You can go discuss it with Mom and Dad."
"Okay. I love you!" I froze. I had heard and said that fraise so often, but I couldn't say it to him. He wasn't Erik. He was just Andrew. What do I say?
"Me too!" Ok, that was lame. I kissed him on the cheek to make up for it.
"I'll be back in a little while to help you pack." He said
"Okay." I was determined to get every thing packed before he came back up. Why was I acting this way? He is my boy friend and my best friend's brother. What is wrong with me?
I grabbed my suitcase out of the closet and began throwing random things inside of it. I grabbed my blanket on the way out of the room. I switched off the light and closed the window. I shut the curtains and stood there in the dark for a moment.
"You alone can my song take flight, Help me make the music of the night." I sung under my breath.
"What was that?" Andrew was back. Joy.
"Oh nothing. Just a song."
"Oh. Okay."
"Let's go. I need to get out of here. What did my parents say?"
"Your mother was all for it. Your dad was a little harder to convince though."
"Oh, I'm sorry you had to face him alone."
"That's okay. I've done worse." He laughed that laugh that was so annoying! Why was it annoying... Because it wasn't Erik's
"Help me with this stuff and we can get going." I said.
"Here are the keys. Pop the trunk and get the heater going."
"Why do you want the heater going?"
"It's 60 degrees out side. You'll freeze!"
"Surely living in California, You've experienced colder than 60 degrees."
"Well, I have, but you haven't."
"I'm used to it. The place that I've been staying had stone walls and no heater. Plus, it was in the middle of winter and underground. Heat rises you know." He gave me the strangest look. Oops. I slipped. I started laughing to make it seem like a joke.
"You are too much. Go get the car heated."
"Okay," I ran down stairs, kissed my parents good bye, and ran out the door. I left Andrew to get my bags. I didn't start the heater like he'd asked. Instead, I started the air conditioner. I got the car to about 75 degrees before he came in.
"It's so cold in here!"
"Yes! But it's warmer than outside!"
"Quite being silly. You'll catch a cold."
"Yes sir." I didn't salute him like I did Erik. That was just impossible. I need to stop thinking about him! Maybe when we get to California, I can talk to Lilly about it. She'd understand. And she wouldn't think that I was crazy. Hopefully not any way. All the way to California, Andrew made me listen to the crappiest music I've ever heard… Erik would never do that.
"So this man… Erik, you love him?"
"More than you could ever know." Lilly and I were sitting on her bed talking about Erik. I had just told her everything.
"I think you need to find a way to get back."
"Yea. I really do. I came into his life, screwed it up, and left. I can't just leave it like that! I need to at least go back and fix what I did."
"I agree. I think he loves you too."
"He didn't act like it the other night."
"He was upset. Something had probably happened that night, and he didn't want you to know, so He gat defensive."
"I think your right. I really do want to… need to go back…"
