Its Sophomore year at Grant Highschool and everything is completely happy and dandy. With tyrus being openly out, Andi's trying to be more than friends with Amber, and Muffy being competitive as ever. Jonah being.. Jonah- everything is fine! Until A...
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Johnny
"Elliot, I care about you, but Hes fucking up your life! Why can't you see that!? I work too hard to build your life together, I'm not letting it go to shit for some boy!"
Am I.. possibly mistaking any of this? Closeness to be romantic, I mean I could be. I could be confused, I could be in a phase?? But.. but The feeling I had with him was real, all of it and yet again it's wrong Is this wrong? Is any of this wrong, with what happened before and now??
" You're the only one who actually sees me. Do I.. see you.."
the thought of Reed in my mind, his words is something I could never forget. The thought of how close he was, remembering his lips on mine. Holding me into his arms in a way- his hands grasping my face, kissing me..-
"Fuck!"
The feeling of my legs burning as I run through open daylight, breathing heavily as music blasts through my ear buds. Yet even then the thought of frustration and desperate to forget causes the music to bleed into nothingness. Listening to an empty hollow, and all I could really hear and think is reed. I can't forget it! I want to, so fucking bad.. The doubt of me- of all of this. Why is it wrong for me, but okay for anyone else??
Stopping myself, sweating as my chest began to hurt as my throat burned from the endless running. Taking a time to breathe, to process everything. Why am I even doing this to myself, what am I even doing? I like him, I really fucking like him..
"Johnny??"
Breaking away from my thoughts as the familiar stranger approached me. My eyes widened in surprise, choking on my water bottle to see her in the early morning. "Kira- hey.." I greeted her hesitantly.
She looked at me amused, "What are you doing up, this early?"
"Morning run.." I simply responded, "You..?"
"Same here actually.. With my mom." She said quite hesitant back this time, to realize she wasn't alone. She was motioning to the woman in the wheelchair beside her. She was very beautiful, resembling Kira very well. She had dark skin and hair tied in pretty braids,staring at me with a blank expression.. I was puzzled but I smiled shyly.
"Hey, nice to meet you Ms. Anderson." I greeted softly, and yet her response was nothing. Her expression never changed, motionless and which caused Kira to be tense.
"She is actually sick.. Can't really talk verbally really..." She responded as her tone lowered in such doubt. To my surprise, I didn't know how to respond to that. I can tell she's uncomfortable being seen this way..
"Oh.." I managed to say, not saying anything against it or about it, clearing my throat, "Well.. I'll see you later then." I began to part way- but it was interrupted by her once again.
