HopeA Chapter by Aly SkeensLight seeped into the window
as I woke. I turned over to see Easton already awake. “Good morning.” I said
quietly. He didn’t say anything. He was staring out the window. “What is it?” He turned to me. “There’s a
line already.” I sat up. “What? Why didn’t you
wake me up?” The line stretched down the street. “I just woke up.” He said as
he opened the car door. I flung mine open and hurried out. “Let’s go!” I said as I ran
toward the end of the line. He kept the same pace. I turned around and hooked
my arm in his. “Faster!” I pulled him along and he let me. We reached the end
of the line and I unhooked my arm from his. He wouldn’t look at me. “Easton.” I
said. “About last night. We can pretend it never happened. All of it.” He continued not to look at
me. “I don’t want to.” His arms were crossed and he still looked as upset as he
had last night. I worried. “Why? What’s
wrong?” He dropped his hands to his
side. He turned to me. “What’s your name?” My expression changed to
shock, then back to normal. I’d still not told him. It seemed like we’d been
through so much. We’d learned so much about each other, but I’d neglected to
tell him my name. “Oh, it’s Allie.” He nodded. “Oh.” Then he
kissed me, hard and passionately. I wanted to pull away but something told me not
to. I let him kiss me. I felt something wet plop onto my cheek and I knew it
was a tear. He continued to kiss me and he pulled me close to him. He wrapped
his arms around me and kept me there. Finally he pulled away. He kept his eyes
on mine and continued to hold me. “Easton.” I felt weak. “I
don’t know what you want from me.” He let me go. He ran a hand
through his thick black hair. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He said.
“When I kissed you… everything changed.” I shook my head. “No they
didn’t. Don’t fight it, Easton. That’s not something you just change.” He looked confused. “You
don’t know. You aren’t me. You don’t know what I felt, what I feel right now.” I closed my eyes. “Easton.
This is not okay. I don’t want to be used like this.” He shook his head. “No. I’m
not using you.” A girl in line in front of
us interrupted. “I’m sorry, but I wouldn’t mind. You can use me any time you
want.” She smiled. He gave her the dirtiest
look. “Mind your own business.” My eyes widened and so did
hers. “Easton.” He rolled his eyes. “I’m
sorry.” I felt like I needed to
apologize. “I’m so sorry. I’ll try to keep him under control.” I glared at him. He looked
away. The girl turned away from us. “Please just listen to me.” He said. “I
know what I feel. Maybe I’ve been wrong about everything else. Maybe I needed a
reason to hate myself before but I know this is different. I’ve never felt this
before.” He said with a pleading voice. He looked vulnerable like he
had in the hospital bed. I reached up and ran my hand in his hair. It was as
smooth as it looked. “Look, East, I know it’s hard. You want to believe things
that aren’t true because you’re afraid. I’ll make you a deal. If you still feel
this way tomorrow I’ll consider believing you.” He fidgeted. “Give me one day.” I smiled. “I am.” He shook his head. “No. Give
me one day to be with you. If I don’t make it, then you know. If… if that’s
okay with you. I mean… I don’t want to force myself on you.” I stepped back. “Oh, no.
Easton, have you seen yourself? It wouldn’t be hard for me, and not only that,
I like you as a person in general. I would have no problem with this except I
don’t want to encourage this behavior. I want you to be real. I want you to be
you.” He stepped in towards me.
“I’ve never felt so real in my life.” I looked into his eyes and I saw proof.
He looked genuine. I didn’t know what to do. “Fine.” I said. “One day. I
decide the outcome.” A smile plastered his face.
“Thank you for giving me a chance.” I shook my head at him. “For
the record, I already know the truth. I saw it written on your face last night
when we talked. You can’t deny it. It will only hurt worse.” The line started
to move. His hand gently grasped mine. I looked up at him. He looked happy. The line continued to move.
I kept stealing glances at him. His smile didn’t fade. I didn’t understand him.
When we finally reached the ticket booth he tugged his wallet from his pocket.
I pulled out the fifty from my pocket. “No. I’m paying.” Easton said. I gave him a sideways look.
“Um, no.” He scowled. “Yes.” I shook my head. “No. Don’t
make this awkward, Easton.” He looked down. “Fine.” I hurried around Easton and
he pulled me back into him. “Two.” He said to the lady in the booth. I pulled away from him. “No.
He only needs one. I’m paying separate.” He threw a hundred on the
table. “Seriously. Just give us two tickets.” The ticket girl did as she was
told. I forced my hand out of his. “I’m done.” I said. I
grabbed my ticket and walked ahead of him. “Allie, stop.” He said. I
didn’t. “Please. I’m sorry.” I stopped. “You’re making me
crazy!” I shouted. “Every second you’re a different person! I can’t keep up. I
just want you to understand me for once! I’m always the one that doesn’t
understand you, well listen to me. Stop making me crazy! Stop trying to force
me on you went this isn’t what you want! I can’t do this!” His eyes filled with
sadness. “I didn’t mean…” I put my head in my hands.
“Of course you didn’t. Just forget it.” I turned and walked away. Our seats
were in the fifth row. I slid in. I just had to survive this. I needed to get
to Zach and then all I had to do was leave Easton here. He sure wasn’t coming
with us. Easton joined me in the
fifth row. “I think you can stand at the stage. Other girls are. You’ll be
closer.” He said in a quiet voice. “Okay.” I said. I stood up.
He did too. “I’m going, too.” He said. “Of course you are.” I
replied. “Allie, get over it.” He
said. The way he said my name sent a shiver down my spine. I stopped. I turned around.
“You get over it.” He threw his hands up, then
behind his head. “I don’t understand what’s going on! I tell you I’m gay, I
kiss you and everything changes, to me at least, then you don’t believe me and
you make me question myself, but if you’re right, why do I want to kiss you so
bad right now?” He kept his eyes on mine. He
wasn’t hiding anything. He was being honest. This time, I kissed him. I pulled
myself into him and kissed him the way he’d kissed me except this time it was
different. We were both willing. The kiss got deeper. He held me tightly. I
didn’t want to stop, but I remembered where we were. Zach. I pulled away. He
tried to kiss me again. “Easton, no.” I pulled away from him. I looked around.
No one had paid much attention to us. “We can’t do this. Not here.” “Let’s leave?” He said. In
his eyes I saw something I’d never seen before: A lust for me. I shook my head. “No. I have
to see Zach.” Something changed in his expression. Something changed in my mind
and I spoke without thinking. “But we’ll pick this up later.” His eyes got big. “Really?” My face ran through a series
of emotions as I tried to decide what to say now that my brain was back. Maybe
this whole weird mess with Easton wasn’t bad. Things had kind of happened fast
but a part of me didn’t mind. It was a weird feeling. “Uh, sure.” We stood
awkwardly. We still didn’t really know each other but deep inside I felt the
need to get to know him. Inside I felt the assurance that I would. The reason
that things were happening so fast and that emotions were flooding my brain
could maybe be because I knew this could work. “We should probably try to
squeeze in up there. It’s getting pretty full and I think it’s about to start.”
Easton said with an awkward hand gesture. “Yeah, sure.” I said. We
walked toward the stage and pushed through people. Easton pulled me up near the
stage. “Thanks.” “No problem.” He said. We
waited there for what felt like forever until the lights dimmed. “Hello ladies!” Stark
Everett said as he snuck onto the stage. Everyone screamed. “Zach?” Easton said into my
ear. “Seems like a d****e.” I turned to him and gave him the death stare.
“Sorry.” “You guys ready to be a part
of the greatest show you’ve ever seen?” Stark said as he bounced around the
stage. The crowd continued to holler. Their shouts were deafening. In the air
hung a fog. I couldn’t see Zach. I could only see the outline of Stark Everett.
“Let’s start with one of my
favorites, maybe even yours as well.” Stark said as music brought the stage to
life. The fog began to clear. Zach’s face appeared. I got chills. My face felt
hot. My heart beat fast. “Zach.” I whispered without
thought. Nothing crossed my mind but him. God I missed him. “Zach!” I screamed.
“Allie, no.” Easton said as
he grabbed my hand. I pulled away from him. “Zach!” I screamed again. I
just wanted to touch him. I wanted to be sure he was real. “Allie, you have to stop.”
Easton said. He grabbed my hand again. I took a deep breath. The music and
screaming girls continued. Suddenly, Zach’s voice
filled the air around me. My body began to shake. My heart felt like it would
explode. The moment in the woods when he sang to me flashed across my mind.
Tears flooded from my eyes. His voice forced happiness upon me. “Zach, I’ve
missed you.” I whispered to myself, then the world when black and Zach was
gone. ~ “Allie!” I heard Easton
shouting. Loud music continued to blare. A beautiful voice pulsed through my
ears. “Come on. Wake up.” Easton said in a desperate tone. My eyes fluttered
open. “Thank God.” He said. He held me in place still. “Just make it through
this, you’ll be okay.” My body shook. “Easton, I
don’t know what’s going on.” I said. I lifted my hand. It shook fiercely. He looked into my eyes. “We
might have to leave.” He said in an unsure tone. “No!” I shouted. He looked away and then back
again. “Come here.” He said. He pulled me toward him and lifted me into his
arms. My body shook hard in his arms but the dizziness I had been feeling left
me. I wrapped my hands around his neck and sunk my face into his shoulder. Zach.
His voice continued to fill my ears, my mind. I stayed in Easton’s arms
the entire show. I didn’t even think about the discomfort this could be causing
him, I just tried to breath. When the show ended he started to move. I didn’t
know where we were going, and I didn’t have the energy to look. I felt
helpless. What felt like hours later, Easton whispered to me. “Allie. You need
to stand up now.” Other voices spoke softly in the background. He gently
lowered me to the floor. I stood shakily and looked around. Easton held onto me so I
wouldn’t fall. My eyes cleared and I saw him. Zach was standing right in front
of me. “Zach?” I asked. It felt unreal. I stumbled forward and gripped him in a
huge hug. “Zach.” He hugged me back. His smell
rolled into my nose. I breathed in deeply. “Hi, Allie. Nice to meet you, but my
name is Stark.” I pulled away. “No, Zach?” I looked into
his eyes. It was Zach. My heart fluttered. “I’ve missed you so much. It’s Allie.” He smiled an awkward smile.
“Well, Allie, did you want a picture so you can keep it forever?” He spoke to
me as though I was handicapped. “Zach.” I said. I knew there
was hurt in my eyes. “You have to remember me. You’re my best friend. You… you
saved my life. You’ve always been there. You couldn’t have forgotten me.” A
tear slid down my cheek. He looked unsure. “Um…
Allie… I think you have me confused with someone else.” I shook my head. “No. I… you
told me you’d find me again. Well I found you first and… why don’t you know who
I am?” He backed up. “I’m sorry I
just…” He trailed off. I looked down. The ring
nestled on my finger. The ring. “Here” I said. I pushed my hand and the wring
toward him. He looked down at it. Something flashed across his face. I understood
it. It was love, it was memory, I was truth. He knew who I was. “I’m sorry.” He said. “I don’t
know what this means.” I wasn’t afraid anymore. “What
are they doing to you?” I asked in a soft voice. His eyes held relief but I
wasn’t sure what for. “Hey, why don’t I give you an autograph and I’ll move
onto the next fan.” He took my arm and wrote down a number, a phone number. “Thanks
for coming!” He said. Easton and I walked away. Pain filled my heart. I hoped I
wasn’t to late. © 2013 Aly SkeensAuthor's Note
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