Dangling By Threads

Dangling By Threads

Chapter 26

I slept. I slept all week thinking about him. I didn't want to see him.

Even though, I really liked him, I couldn't. It'd be too hard. I texted him, 

and he never seemed interested anymore. I didn't know what I felt. I was still

in complete shock. My heart felt it too. That morning, of being at the beach for

2 and a half weeks, i decided to call him. "Ring, ring," the tone sounded. I was

hoping he would answer. "Hello?" Eli answered. Yes. He picked up the phone. 

"Hi!" I said back. "Um, do you think we can maybe, go get some ice cream?" I asked. 

"Ehh," Eli said. "Please, for me?" I asked. "Oh, alright," Eli said. "How about I meet you

there in 15 minutes?" I asked. "Sure thing." He said, all blue. The phone clicked.

I quick brushed my hair, and put it up. I put on some sweatpants, and a lose

sweatshirt. I looked gross, but I am sure he will understand. I walked there, and 

tears were streaming down my face. I don't even know why. I felt lonely, 

and I finally realized I wasn't alone in this world.. Cutting wasn't the choice.

It only scarred my wrists, and left ugly memories. When I got to the ice cream shop,

I saw him waiting. He had a big smile on his face. When he saw me, his happy 

smile, turned to a nervous look. "Uhh, Hi." He said. "Well hey there!" I said.

We stepped into the shop, and ordered our ice cold treat. We went out to a bench,

and sat. "Look, I'm not going to waste my time if I am never going to tell you this, 

but.. Milly," He said. "Yeah..?" I asked nervously. "I like you." He stared into my eyes.

His luscious black hair, blew as the wind settled. My heart stopped for a second.

"Eli," I said. "I don't think you do. I mean, look at me." "Look at what? I am 

looking at you. Pure beauty." He stuttered. I was surprised. After all this,

he finally admitted it. "I, like you too.." I giggled. We just kind of stared, and looked

at each other for a while. I didn't know what to think of him. He was amazing.

Why would God want to give this amazing boy such a deadly sickness. Why. I 

took out my wrists and showed him them. "Eli, I stopped because of you." I said. 

He looked up, and told me, "I didn't. You did." He smiled. "You inspired me." I said.

We both kind of stopped, and just focused on our ice cream. I kept thinking 

of what just went through my ears. My heart got so big, and it pounded like a punch.

I loved him.