My Secret Love

Chapter Five- Dedicated to memories....

Julianne

After two hours of Weston not coming down stairs, I decide that he hates me. I guess I was a little over eager with him. Now I have a house alone with him, and where not even hanging out like the old days. If I could some how reverse and earse the previous moment, knowing that we were going to be here togther, I would. 

But then, I would just be that girl siting beside a guy, with a stupid crush. My mind flashes back to when I first knew I liked him for sure. Not in just the little girl way either.

(Flash back- 5 years)

I feel alone, abandoned. Was it my fault? NO it couldnt be, or could it? I try to think of anything I might have done lately to cause this to happen. I think of nothing. This has to be the worse day ever. I came home to my mother, in A shocked state, staring at the walls.  I asked her what was wrong but she didn't answer.

My older brother, who's 14 but acts older for his age, told me to go to my room, and for once I listened.

Eventually, he came in and told me, that dad left. I asked when he was coming back, but he just shook is head, and then, I understood. He wasnt coming back.

I stay in my room, tears falling down my cheeks.

I sniffle, and stand from my queen size bed. I have to talk to my mom, tell her im sorry. 

I'm coming down the steps when I hear talking, I see my mother and Steven in a emotionally tense conversation. I pause on the stairs, not wanting to inturupt.

The creaking sound of the stairs call from behind me, I turn to my brother's friend (and my friend), Weston.

"Hey." He says, giving a half smile.

"hi," even in this situation im still some how captivated by him.

He looks down towrds the living room , and back at me. "Want to talk about?"

To anyone else my answer may have been no, but for Weston its "yes.", I have always felt like I could talk to him about anything.

We sit on my bed, were moments ago I was leaking salty tears.

I sit with my legs indian style while he sits with his legs spawlled out.

I don't wait for him to say anything, instead I start talking first. "How can he just go like that?" Weston watches me closley before adding, "I dont know, but he must be crazy to leave you behind," I know his words aren't meant for more then cheering up, but my heart still skips a beat.

"Really?" I ask, as if im five year old, trying to understand how the world works.

"Really." He leans closer wraping me into his embrace, my head presses against his chest, the cotten fabric of his shirt lightly tickles my cheek.

"Weston?"

"Yeah?" He glances down at me, his baby blues shimmering with compassion.

"Promise you'll never leave me," I let a tear escape my eyes, as my heart becomes a sunken ship."Julianne.," he wipes away my fallen tear. "I promise I will always be there for you". I believe him with all my heart, I know he will keep his promise.

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That was the moment I truly fell for Weston. It's when I let my heart go. It's hard for me to trust people since my father left me, even if he eventually came back, atleast halfly, he invites us over rarly, Steven's always ready to go, where as I dont want to see him. 

My eyes become wet, and I feel my chest stiffen, trying to hold them back, but there's no use, they come out with the pressure of the Niagra Falls.

I hear footsteps behind me.

"Weston?" He comes further into the living room, rounding the couch, I sit on.

He came down after all, maybe he dosen't hate me.  I remember that im crying, but he dosent mention it.

"Lets head out for dinner."  He suggest, suprising me.

What do ya think? What made Weston finally decide to come down? Guess ya have to wait to find out. Muwhaha. Anyways i hope you enjoyed the chapter, I cried while writing it for some odd reason.

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