Chapter 13: Making It Official
Please Read A/N At The End!
He Could Be The One
I ran home.
After school ended I didn't wait for Ethan, I didn't wait for anything else. I just ran. I couldn't take it anymore, seeing the two kiss, hug, and hand holding. Especially knowing that she's using him. My legs lead me home as the my white converse got stained with the dirt on the ground.
Finally, I made it home. I swung open the door, not caring if my parents were home or not. They weren't. I dropped my bag on the floor and ran up the stairs. I opened my bedroom door. My cheeks were wet with tears and my vision became blurry. My eyes landed on the picture on my desktop. I slowly walked over to the picture, carefully grabbing it. It was a picture of Austin and me. His hand was interlocked with mine and my head was on his shoulder. We took this picture in front of my house. When we took this picture I asked him why we needed to hold hands. His respond made my heart flutter.
"I love the feeling of your hand in mine."
Of course I blushed at his comment. But, Trish was the one taking the picture, so she said something embarrassing.
"Are you two dating?"
And, well...
"What? N-no we aren't, I just thought since she's my friend, I c-could compliment her, you know."
I thought it was cute. But now I was so angry, confused and my heart ached. I didn't like this feeling. I had already told my mom that I gave Ethan a second chance. But me and Ethan know that's not true. My tears feel off my cheek and landed on the picture. I wish I could go back into the happy moments. Where I was everything but sad, mad, and heart broken.
I dropped the picture and jumped on my bed. Sobs came out of my mouth, making it sound like a dying seal. My pillow was soaked in seconds. And my hair was all over the place. Eventually my tears stopped. My eyes became droopy, then I fell asleep.
I think I needed sleep
I woke up at dinner time. My parents wanted an explanation as to why my face was wet, my make up was everywhere, and why my eyes were puffy. And I said that I got chilly powder in my eyes, I washed my face to try to get it out but when that didn't work, I showered which explains my wet face. They bought it. That surprised me, a lot. My mom made chicken soup with carrots, potatoes, and squash. I ate my soup in silence until my mother said my name.
"So, we were thinking a lot about this."
"And.." I said.
"Well, you told us that you gave Ethan a second chance, we know you like him." She gave me a quick wink. I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, I sure do." I hoped it didn't sound like I was lying.
"Okay, I'll get right to the point…we decided that your marriage will be in one week's time." I did a spit take with my soup. My eyes grew bigger than my head. Another thing I don't get a say in this.
I tried my best to sound calm."W-why? I just met him."
"Yes, but our company, has a time limit for this, and we want to do this ASAP. I think it would be good."
"But, I'm still in high school." I argued.
"Oh yeah, we know that. Only trust worthy friends and family will know about it, we already sent the invitations." She sounded so happy. I wanted to yell, but that would get me nowhere.
"Who did you sent them to?"
"Oh, Trish, this wonderful kid named Dez, and of course Austin."
I had just forgotten about him. Thank you, mother. The feeling of seeing Austin at my wedding makes me sick. How did mom know Dez? I think this soup is having a bad reaction to my stomach. I gripped my stomach and looked at my parents.
"I-If you will e-excuse me." I ran to the bathroom and hurled into the toilet. All the soup I had just ate, down the toilet. My mom came in rushing. She grabbed my hair and gently hit my back. She would loudly yell out.
"Get it out!"
"That's it!"
"Oh, honey what did you eat-oh, wait that's my soup…Lester don't eat the soup!"
After everything was out of my stomach, I brushed my teeth and sat on the ground.
"Are you okay honey?" My mom asked, giving me a pill for the flu.
"Oh, mom I don't have the flu, I just-"
"Are you pregnant?" Her face looked pale. I nodded my head furiously.
"Oh God, mom no! I was just…excited, that's all." I shrugged my shoulders as her face came back to her normal shade.
"Good. Well you should go to bed, you'll feel better in the morning." I nodded and walked up to my room. Once I was in my room, I headed to the bathroom to shower. I ripped my clothes off. Finally, the hot water hit my body. The shower was exactly what I needed.
I grabbed my towel and got out of shower. The fog covered my bathroom mirror. I didn't want to look at myself. I know I looked horrible. A sigh escaped my mouth. I looked through my closet and found a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Two minutes later, I was ready for bed. My sheets hugged my body. I looked up at the ceiling. Why couldn't my life be normal? Why couldn't I go back to being a nobody?
Before I fell asleep, a tear escaped my eye.
"Come on, please, for me?" Ethan said, playing his puppy dog eyes on me. This the one hundredth time he asked me to sing in the talent show. And one hundred times I have said, no.
"No."
"Please."
"No."
"Please."
"Ehh."
"Please."
"But.."
"Pleeeaaassseee."
"I don't-"
"Pl-
"You know what? Fine!" I huffed with my arms crossed over my chest. He threw his fist in the air.
"Yes! Finally, because I already signed you up. Oh, by the way the talent show is tomorrow."
"Tomorrow! But, I don't even-"
"Oh look at the time, see you later!" He ran down the hallway, not before giving me a friendly kiss on the cheek. I stomped my feet to my class. The halls were still filled with students. I turned a corner to the right.
"Are you sure?" A voice said. I stepped back and listened to their conversation.
"Yeah, I got in in the mail." The other said.
"Well, I don't know what to feel you, Austin." What were that talking about?
"Whatever, let's go." I heard footsteps headed my way. Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap. I hid behind a fake plant and waited for them to pass. I let out a sigh of relief. My mind wandered off to what they could possibly be talking about. What did he get in the mail? Who was he talking to?
School was a blur. I'm not going to tell you anything about it because it was that boring. All that happened was...the lunch lady puked into the food, the students had to eat pizza that the principle payed for, and I had to go to the janitors closet to get a box of gloves, but the only thing I saw in the closet was the history teacher and the science teacher having a heated make out session on their break time, so yeah.
After school, I went to go take a look at the talent show sign ups. Ethan signed me up for singing. Why did I agree to this? If I go on in front a whole school, there is a 99.9 percent chance that I might puke on myself. And to top it all off, I only have one day to write a song. Wait, I'll just use one I've already written.
I walked through the park on my way home. I haven't been here in a while, with everything that's happened. I only have five more days till I get married. Might as well enjoy it, before it's to late. I kept walking around, the sun was half way up in the sky. Not a lot of people were here. Just a few parents here with there kids, and a couple joggers jogging with their dogs.
A little far away from me, I saw a hand up in the air waving. I looked behind me. No one. I turned my head to the front again…they kept waving. I looked to the right side of me, then the left side. Again, no one. I looked in front of me again…still waving. I pointed to myself, asking if they were waving at me. They nodded their head. I walked a bit faster towards them. When I finally made it to this person, I realized who it was. Dez.
"Hey, Ally. I didn't expect you to be here." He said with a wide smile.
I laughed softly. "What are you doing?"
"Oh, you know. Walking around, taking pictures. The usual." I raised my eyebrows.
"Oh, okay."
"You know, I really don't know anything about you."
"Yeah, I don't know anyth-"
He gasped. "Let's play twenty questions!" He exclaimed. That statement brought me to a flashback.
"You're beautiful." He said leaning in.
I wonder if we would have kissed, would we be in better terms? Because that was before the whole arranged marriage thing. I wish I could go back, and stay there. But…I can't.
"I knew it! There is an evil ghost possessing her!"
I snapped out of my thoughts, something I have been doing a lot. He was running circles around me. A few people were giving us weird faces. I just gave them an awkward smile and said to one of them.
"He has mental problems." They nodded there heads and gave me a sad smile. I reached my hand out and grabbed his wrist. He stopped running, his breathing was heavy.
I looked at his eyes. "There is no evil ghost possessing me, okay?"
He nodded his head and I let go of his wrist. We sat on a bench near a tree. He pulled off his backpack and started rummaging through it. Finally, he pulled out a ham. What?
"Want some?" He asked.
I waved my hand. "Uh, no thanks." He shrugged his shoulders and put the ham back inside of his backpack. He sighed and looked at me.
"So, how's life?" Really.
"Um, to be honest, really shitty."
He coughed lightly. "May I ask why?"
"Uh, lets just say…drama, drama, and a little more drama."
"Wow, that's a lot of drama."
I ran my fingers trough my hair. "Yeah. So how's life?"
"Oh, it's fantastic! I got a new pet, he's a peacock. I got band from the beach because they said I was causing to much disturbance. What else…Oh yeah! I got poison ivy all over…"
I zoned him out, because I really didn't want to know what he was about to say.
Eventually, he stopped talking and we got to know each other. I realized that all the bizarre things he does, really aren't all that weird. It's what makes him, him. He is a great person. At times he can be serious, but that's on a rare occasion. When we were done talking, he offered to walk me home. I said it was fine.
"At least give me your number." He said. I raised my eyebrows at him. He shook his head.
"No, not like that. I just want it to make sure you get home safe."
I smiled at him. "Oh, okay." I gave him my number and he gave me his. After that he gave me a hug. I awkwardly hugged back.
"Just, consider me as a big brother, whenever you need to talk to someone, just give me a call, okay?"
"Aww. Dez. That is the sweetest thing anyone has every said to me. And I will call. Thank you…Big Brother." I nudged his shoulder. He gave me a smile.
"See you later…Little Sis'"
He really is sweet, still weird, but sweet. I called him once I was home. He said a couple more really weird things through the phone, but I just laughed. This was a normal thing for him.
I stepped inside my house. The smell of homemade cinnamon buns filled my nostrils. I closed the door behind me and walked into the kitchen. My mom was setting three cups of hot chocolate on the table. My dad was eyeing the buns.
My mother saw me and smiled. "Honey, you're here. And just in time." I sat next to my dad. Me and him looked at each other. I smiled. We both grabbed one with our bare hands. Our faces got dirty with the sweet drizzle. My mom put her hands on her hips and gave us a scowl.
"Really?" She said. My dad shrugged his shoulders and said, with a mouth full of cinnamon bun, "Opps?" I laughed a bit.
"Like father, like daughter." I swallowed and wiped my face with a napkin. I looked around me. This moment was what made me happy and made me forget about my crappy life.
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Hello guys! Yes chapter…wait what chapter is this…oh chapter 13! Yay!
Anyway, have you seen the video for Heart Made Up On You. Once I heard it, I wanted to cry, because it reflects on my life in a way. I heard the tittle and I thought It was going to be a slow song, but it was a total opposite.
Now to serious business...
On August 10, 2014 Robin Williams committed suicide. I watched the news the in the morning and Good Morning America did a little slide show thing for him. I was crying. He was an amazing actor. And his stand up comedies made me laugh. From Jumanji to The RV he was fantastic. Depression can lead to suicide. To those people who have lost people due to depression that they cared for or loved I just want to say, may they rest in peace. This has only happened to me once when I was 13, I lost a family friend. The last time I saw him, was when I was 4. I don't even remember that. To those who have a family member who have depression give them a hug, a kiss, tell them that you care for them, before it's to late. If you have lost someone you loved or cared write their name in the reviews saying you love them.
Example: Enrique we love you.
R.I.P Robin Williams.
Wow that was sad. Anyway, thank you all for reading my story and for reviewing it means a lot to me!
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