Because Of You Chapter 5
I'm sure this is LONG OVERDUE! I'm sorry for the wait my teachers expect a lot out of me right now! But the wait is over. Read on for what happens to Stephanie Holt as she experiences a feeling she only felt once in her life. Enjoy!
How could he DO this to me? Yeah we fought, but this time… I- I can't even describe the feeling. Well, I can try. Betrayal, I guess. I packed up angrily. I never looked him in the eye when I left. The only thing I left him with was the fact that I flipped the bird to him in the rearview mirror. The look on his face was priceless! Then a thought struck me. I never go to say goodbye to the Warners. Yakko's firm but comforting way he held me when I cried on the railing. I felt something inside me. No. Way. I was NOT falling for Yakko! He was a cartoon, and I was a human. But what would happen, I wondered, if we were together? Now I'll never know, thanks to ScratchandSniff. I was sure that once the Warners found out they would hate him for the rest of his damned life. An hour later, we pulled into a hotel. While my counselor was busy with the bags, I slipped away to visit the Warners. Yakko was alone on the railing. It was sunset. We talked a while, I told him that Scratchy had returned me, and then something happened. He touched my face, and kissed me. It was the most glorious feeling I had ever experienced in my entire life. Then I flashed back to another time in my life…
I was on a sand dune with a boy. A first for a 13 year old. We kissed, and then I felt him lay a hand on my boob and squeeze slightly. I punched him in the gut and considered suing him for sexual assault. I would have to, if the accident hadn't happened…
We stopped kissing. "But I'm leaving for Toronto tomorrow. If we are going to be dating, what are we going to do?" I asked. He thought for a moment, and then said, "You can live here in the water tower with us." I agreed. That same night, we snuck into my hotel room (I had nabbed a room key before I left) and gathered my stuff. As Yakko and I made our way back to the water tower, I thought about us. or is there even an us?