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Author: mysticgrl98
Fiction Rated: T - English - Drama/Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-04-04 - Updated: 05-26-04 - id:1541765
Chapter 7

He slept in the chair next to my bed, holding my hand as I drifted off into the best sleep I’ve had since...forever. When I awoke he brought me breakfast and coffee and helped me pack my things to get ready for the drive home. We reached Bree’s house around 11:00. Bree was still asleep when we came in and I kissed her gently on the forehead and crawled into bed with her. She awoke and embraced me in a tight hug making sure she didn’t hurt me in the process.

“God that was freighting.” She whispered in my ear.

“I know.” I replied. We stayed like that. Huddling together like old times. Whispering secrets into each others ears. J came around 1 and stuck his face behind the curtain and pouted.

“Orgy without me?” He said. I glared at him and he frowned even more. I burst out in laughter and opened my arms to him. He crawled in bed with us and joined our whispering. Soon Blaze came down and peaked around the curtain and smiled slightly at us huddled together. I opened my arms for him to and he came behind me putting his arm around my waist and his other hand played with my hair. We must of fallen asleep because I awoke to Bree’s mothers laughter. I opened one eye and then the other to be greeted by April, Bree’s mother, smiling down at us.

“What an interesting sight.” She said. I got up slowly and embraced April tightly. Her arms wrapped around me and her hand smoothing my hair down. Tears began to flow and I cried into her shoulder. Not because of sadness or remembrance but because of joy.

“Thank you, April. Thank you so much for taking me in.”

“Its not a problem. You’ve always been like my third daughter. Id do anything for you as I would for Bree and Leah.” She said kissing me on the forehead.

“Hey mom.” Bree said sitting up. J groaned and turned on his side. I rolled my eyes and we laughed. Blaze was up, his hands behind his head. He smiled at me when I caught his eye.

I knew things would be all right now. That I had people who cared about me surrounding me to get over the situation. I still could feel the dirty feeling of being violated and I still had dreams about Chris touching me in places I wasn’t ready for anyone to touch, but when I woke up from those hellish nightmares I was always greeted by warm arms and soothing tones. I felt happier then I have ever felt since my father was still alive and my mother actually acted like she cared. I could hardly keep from letting my lips turn upwards and produce a brightening smile.

As the seasons changed, so did we all. Summer came and it brought incredible joy and a serene life style for us all. We spent most of it at Bree’s grandparents beach house. Having a fun time going to the boardwalk almost every night and going to fairs. Not to mention swimming in the beautiful ocean. We went to clubs and partied as hard as we could while we had the chance. One more year left of highschool was left. One more year left with the 5 of us together.

J and Bree were heading for Florida a week after graduation to go to one of the best Art schools in the East Coast and Devin went off to London with his boy toy. Looked like Troy wasn’t just an easy lay like we thought. This left Blaze and I. We didn’t know what we wanted to do with are lives, all we knew is that we wanted to spend it together. Life was good so far. We had so many years a head of us to worry about the future. All we wanted was to be part of each others life story. We managed, with a bunch of ups and downs, but being with him made everything okay. By the middle of summer we bought an apartment across the country in San Fransico, California. I left behind the memories of childhood and the worst of my nightmares of reality, but deep down I knew it was one step to get over everything that happened in the past years. The last I heard about my mother was that she moved to Ohio and had 2 kids with Chris. He left her though, 3 years later and she met a 45 year old man who treated her with care. I knew that one day in the future I probably would see her and talk with her again, but for now I concentrated on my life. On being the happiest I could be.



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