My love Letters to You

Chapter 5

His presence settles the questions in my head, I know who sent me the letter I always knew but doubt clouded my intuition.

"I see you got my letter" his voice wasnt as light and cheery as usual. This worried me but I chose to keep it cool and don't ask unless he brings it up.

"Yeah." I shake my head smiling while saying

"How did you manage to reach my bus driver before the buses even came?" He looks at me the light coming back into his eyes

"I simply charmed the teachers to let me go early" he gave me a crooked grin I cackle almost falling off the bench

"Glad I can make you laugh" I stop laughing and stare at him. He leaned over, his shoulders on his knees and his head in his hands

"Hey i'm sorry" I say trying anything to make him feel better he shakes his head slowly

"It's not you I just... I need to talk to someone" I stare at him quizzically questions already pop up in my head,

"Ookay, tell me" I say scared what- if my Mariah theory was correct his breath catches and then he starts to speak

"My brother he... he's gone and I just, WAIT before you think he's dead, he's not" I let a breath escape oh thank god I let him continue

"He went missing two months ago, and I've been running myself ragged trying to find him. The police have been no help! And all of the potential leads are dead ends!" he rubs his palm against his eyes and stares at me. His blue eyes are full of sorrow and his face plays so many emotions it's hard to keep up.

"Why are you telling me all this? You just met me today" as soon as I asked I knew that it shouldn't have been said at this time

"Because even though we did just meet I feel like I can trust you" my breath hitches in my throat.

"I'm so sorry liam" he looks up at me again

"Please, don't say that you did nothing at all" I want to comfort him. He's been in this all alone for two months with no help, that's not fair because he deserves so much better

"What can I do?" I ask

"No you don't have to do anything" I stare at him

"I want to" both of us are silent for a long time till he breaks the silence

"Thank for listening that was help enough" I smile

"Of course, besides you look terrible when you're miserable" he looks up at me with the glint back in his eye.

"Oh really? Tell me how do I look" he smiles and gives me thumbs up I try to conceal my laughter but I can't stop

"Do I really look that bad?" he asks genuinely. I grin while bringing my hand to his sandy blonde hair

"Well," I move the hair out of his eyes my knuckle brushing over his eyebrow

"If you move the hair away from your eyes and.." I move his lips into a big smirk

"Smile like a normal human then you'd look better" I beam feeling proud of myself. I move back and he's just staring at me intently. My smile fades until we are just there, Liam and Elise, girl and boy, a person and another person, I look down at my phone, breaking the connection, I realize it's five thirty

"I should probably get home" I whisper not ready to talk at a full volume

"Of course" he whispers, I get up and dust off invisible specks on my legs.

"See you tomorrow" I use my full volume again,

"See you" he's still staring at me, his eyes burning hole through my back while I walk off to the bus stop. The bus shows up no later than five forty five, Im grinning from ear to ear as I drop a twenty in the money bin

"I've never seen anyone more cheerful to get on a bus" the driver, randy said sarcastically I take the same seat being the third person on I yell

"Oh you have no idea!"

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The bus stops at four corners on time, again, I walk off feeling better than I have in months. I hear the doors shut with force and I'm left alone. My feet pad along the worn out sidewalk a million things are buzzing in my head now 'how did his brother go missing' 'why does he trust me of all people' I push those thoughts away remembering the last minutes of our conversation he looked at me like I was the last person on earth, like I was more than an acquaintance. I shake away the clouding thoughts and walk towards my jungle of a front lawn, It hasn't been mowed in months and from the look of it I don't think anyone will. No one was home yet since the car wasn't in the driveway, I walk up the front door my breath FINALLY calms down. I grasp the door handle not ready for another night of sobs and 'where's mom?' as soon as the door swings open a light turns on in the living room, my eyes have to adjust to the brightness

"Well, well look who finally came home" my moms glare sends a shiver down my spine 

"Hey mom funny seeing you here!" I laugh barely audible, ah shit i'm a goner.