Chapter Three and a HalfA Chapter by JosehHe held
me as I cried for what seemed like hours, but what was only a couple of minutes.
After I had calmed down and took a few deep breaths, I evaluated our embrace.
My eyes might have been closed, but I could see it perfectly just from feeling
his cheek lying on top of my brown hair, my face pressed against his neck, his
arms wrapped around me, and my hands gripping his black tee-shirt. My back was
no longer against the fence, since I was leaning into him. I took in a deep
breath and sighed. I hadn’t been this close to him in so long, but it felt like
I never left his side. He loosened his grip and examined my face. I looked
down, feeling embarrassed. I must look so hot right now with my puffy eyes, red
nose, and black trails running from my eyes. He took my face in his hands,
running his thumb under my eyes like he’d done so many times before. “Sorry...”
I mumbled, ashamed of my episode. “You
have nothing to be sorry about.” He mumbled back, letting his thumb make its
way from my cheeks to my lips. “But I swear to you, I’ll change my ways this
time.” I took his hand in mine and moved it from my face. “I’ve heard that so many times...” “I know, but I mean it this time.” “What makes this time any different?” “I grew
up? I don’t know? But I don’t want this life anymore. I want to go to college
and live my life like I’m supposed to live it: Clean and sober. I just can’t do
it alone. Please, help me?” He pleaded, searching my eyes for an answer. “What do you want me to tell you?” “Tell me you’ll give me a reason to stay clean, tell me you’ll give me a reason to give it all up, tell me that you’ll be with me, in the end.” “Fine, I’ll
do it, but you have to clean up your act first. That means rehab.” His faced showed
determination, but his eyes showed fear. “Okay, I’ll
go...” He held me close again, and I could almost feel him tremble. He had to let
go of the only way he knew how to live and he was going to do it. He was going to
do it for me. © 2010 Joseh |
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1 Review Added on May 26, 2010 Last Updated on May 26, 2010 AuthorJosehThe city I'm in, creeper, CanadaAboutI'm a 17 year old girl who draws and writes to express herself. more..Writing
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