Hi! so this is chapter 4 and I just wanted to say thankyou so so so so so much taytaycoco for betaing (is that the right word?) this chapter for me and it has honestly helped me so much and hopefully my writing will be more clear and better from now on so thankyou!
As we walked up to his house, I was desperately trying to wipe my eyes, I don't want to explain to Angela or Hodgins that I'm crying partly because of Michael, because I'm pretty sure that Aunt Angela would smack him before she even knew what he'd done to make me cry.
We walked through the front door and first saw Hodgins, "Hey…Christine, are you okay?"
Damn it, I knew I didn't wipe my eyes enough, just lie, say yes, ugh."Yeah, Uncle Hodgins I'm fine."
"Uh dad, is it okay if Chrissy stays for a while for some cocoa?" I hear Michael ask beside me.
Angela walks into the room, "Of course, you know you don't even need to ask Michael, Christine's family."
Well that just made everything that he said to me earlier even worse…
But, of course Angela knew that look, it was the, my-hearts-just-been-broken-and-I-need-a-hug-and-ice-cream-look. I'm sure Angela doesn't think that Michael had caused that, if anything it should make her feel better.
Angela also knew that I would drink an excessive amount of cocoa if something really bad happened or if I was just having a bad day. It always would be here, their house, and I'd be there for hours just spending time with Michael.
We both made our cocoa and sat in the kitchen, the only sounds wafting through the air were occasional slurps of steaming cocoa. We just sat there in utter silence. Sometimes sharing awkward glances. This is definitely not one of our shining moments. Yep, here it is again, I know what he's going to say soon, he's going to want to say something stupid like 'I didn't mean what I said earlier' or 'I'm sorry I take it back, can we forget about this please?' But the only problem is that I don't want him to take it back. I don't want him to be sorry. Why don't I want him to take it back? Was it a good thing that he said it? Oh my god, am I in love with my best friend as well? We were still sitting in silence when Angela came in.
"Hey you guys, Jack and I are going out to dinner, you guys want to come with?"
Michael looked at me to see that I was still staring off into space, too shrouded by my own thoughts to care about going out to eat. He answered for me, "Uhm...no. Thanks mom, I think we'll just find something in the house, or order a pizza or something."
I do happen to notice Angela smile at him, probably because she finds this whole situation 'adorable' and realises that Michael, 'needs the space to talk to me.'
"Okay, but make sure you do eat, we'll be back in a couple hours."
I hear the door shut and a car engine start and that was when he finally started to speak.
"Um Chrissy, what I said earlier...uh...well...uhm..." he put his face in his hands and started again, "Yeah, what I said earlier, I uh,"
No. He's going to take it back now isn't he? I should feel happy about this. Should. As if some big weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Why don't I feel that relief? Crap, I don't even know what is happening right now.