When I got home I saw that mom had bought flowers.
"Mom why are there flowers in the table," we never get flowers. We never get flowers. Mom replies telling me there for a neighbor. I wonder who... mom and me don't talk for the rest of the time. I wonder what she's thinking about. I want to say something on the way over but I don't. It's to awkward. As mom and me walk over to his house I can't help but wonder what he's thinking about. I wonder what he's doing? As we approach the door I can hear something in the distance, I can't tell what it is so, I ring the bell. No answer. I knock on the door. But still no answer. Then I ring the bell again, now noticing a figure moving in the glass. I stand still. Nervous as anything. The door opens and it's HIM! I don't know his name yet but I know it's him. I hear him unlock the door and he just stares at me. He proceeds to say hi to me and my mom, voice low and husky but smooth and soft. I quickly hold out the flowers in my hand. He's taller then me by a few inches. He leans down and sniffs the flowers. Then looks into my eyes deeply, like he's trying to look into my soul or figure out who I am. He reaches out his hand. I take a mental note of the scratches and bruises on his hand and wrist. I take his hand and shake it. I can feel myself blushing. WHY AM I BLUSHING! I pull my hand away. And tell him my name.
"Hi, umm my name is Jade. What's yours?" Why did I say it like that! Why did I sound like I didn't want to be here. I am so embarrassed now.
"Hi Jade, my names North." HOLY WHAT THE- IN HUH WHY HUH!?!? Why did he just, okay... North takes the flowers out of my hands and my mom tugs me in the direction back home but before I go you say to me,
" here's a rose, take it, I don't need to many," he grins and looks down at his feet. Avoiding eye contact with me.
I don't know why, but I take it. Maybe hoping for it to meaning something. I head back home with mom. She continues to tell me how much she likes North and how I should get into the dating game and blah blah blah I stopped listening after while. I couldn't stop thinking about the scars and scratches on North's hand. I can't get out of my head the way he said my name. It was romantic but sensitive, like he knew something I didn't.
Later that night:
I can't sleep, and it's 2 am. I replay the scene in my head from earlier over and over again. I can't help but think about the way he got the scratches and scars. I get up out of bed and look out my window. I try to see if there was a light on in his house. There wasn't. I just keep picturing him hugging me from behind and pushing me against the wall near my window. I picture him leaning down, cupping my chin, and looking into my eyes with fiery force. I picture him leaning down to kiss me. But stopping, to just see me. And only me. His eyes a dark creamy brown. Looking into my ocean blue and a hint of sea green eyes. I lay back in bed and just think about the way North makes me feel. His name... I can't stop thinking about him. Why can't I stop thinking about him. It's not like I like him. Right? I began to close my eyes and drift off into sleep. When I wake up I see Owen there. I shake my head. He vanishes again. Why do I keep picturing him? And why did he drown himself. He wasn't on any substance that I know of. Everyone just blames drugs for it, but what if it was just his feelings. What if Owen felt like he wasn't himself? How would I know. Owen was the bright star of our family, but mom didn't like him because he was a mistake. She was with another man before my dad. I barely see my dad now, due to all his work out of state. I feel like he just forgot about me. Left me here with no one, except mom.
Morning:
I leave the house early so I don't have to deal with moms nagging. I head out to the park down the street. The morning dew was starting to go away by the time I sat down on a park bench. North approaches
"Hey, Jade right?"
He startled me. I don't know how to respond. Do I even look good right now. He proceeds to sit next to me,
"Can I sit here?"
"Yeah! I don't mind," I reply back. We sit in awkward silence for what feels like eternity. North breaks the silence,
"So what brings you here at this time in the morning?" His voice is so soothing.
"Nothing much really, I just wanted to get out of the house you know?" I replied back.
"Yeah I get that, it's been a ruff year."
"I would ask what happened but I don't want to be rude and pry."
"Don't worry about it, but I would like to know you first before I just open up," North gets up and starts walking away.
"HEY WAIT!" I called out.
I try to catch up with him but I lost him on the path. I wish we could have talked more...Author note:
Hoped you liked the chapter I will try and finish up North's chapter soon and hopefully make a Christmas edition. Maybe?
Also just so you know... the lake behind North's house is where Jades brother died. Owen did drown himself and later on you will find out why as Jade digs into the past of her brother.
thank you for reading :>
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When we were lovers
RomanceTwo people that found love but were pulled apart by the world, family, and grief Trigger warning: suicide