Growing Up

Trust Me

As the rain fell harder and harder pounding on my empty soul my heart sunk lower. I couldn't just give up on him. I wondered about if he thought of me. It had been two weeks and prom was in two days We had both been nominated for prom queen and king. I didn't care if I didn't have him in my life I was no queen if my king was not there to fight for me.

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JOHNNY POV

"Bro I think you're taking this way too far. She didn't mean it and she loves you!" My brother had been on my back about our separation for two weeks. It was killing me inside, but something there was something i just couldn't seem to let go of.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" If my hands had not been dug so deep in my hair I'm sure I would have socked him. It wasn't worth fighting over, but she was worth fighting for. "I know."

Prom was in two days and I silently listened to the rain. It wasn't right to sit there and have made her suffer and cry herself to sleep every night. "Bro, I'm telling you this from an objective standpoint. I know-we all know that you both are so into each other that its killing you to separate. So just go to her and tell her how you really feel. Tell her either you love her or you don't. Simple." His hand slapped my back and he left. 

I had felt the claminess of my hands when I dialed that familiar voice. It had been that voice that had rescued me those years ago. She had saved me from myself. 

Hello?

Milly. I-uhhh hi.

hi. uhhhh...

The reciever was silent, it wasn't fair. I had practiced what I had wanted to say but the words were stuck in my throat and I couldn't tell her how I felt. I just you know was calling to see if you know you're ready for prom?

Oh? yes I guesso.

Oh thats good. So...?

I have to go. I'm sorry I'll see you later or at prom I guess. bye. The tears had been choking her words, the three words I needed to hear. 

The phone clicked. "I love you." I was so immature that it was stupid. I had no experience with girls like my brothers, they all knew the rulesof the game. I had been left out, I wanted to be the one to take the girl by storm and make everything happen as life went along. 

I had been making it happen alright. I watched the rain fall and listened to her silent tears hit the desk she laid her head at. I could see the ocean blue of her tears flood her forest green eyes, her dark red hair smooshed agains her puffy round cheeks. It was my fault she hadn't been herself, she'd let everthing go because I had been so selfish. 

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The winds beat with the rain slammed against the window. The soothing beat of rain against my broken heart talked me into calling her. I had waited twelve years to ask her out, to kiss her, and one day ask her to be my bride. None of it would matter if I didn't get over that kiss. "Simple" that is what he told me, he told me it wouldn't be hard. If it was so simple then I must have been sick because each time I picked up the phone my breathing go shallow and I felt flushed. 

I wanted to talk to her.

Hello

Hiya

You sound like you have a cold or something? Are you okay?

Yes, don't worry abou it.

So did you get my messages?

Yes all seventeen of them. 

Oh well you know... you weren't picking up the phone and I just you know-