After school I walked home with Jake. We passed by the hospital, and I shuddered at the memories there. Jake sensed that and lightly suggested, "From now on we should probably take a different route?"
"No I'm fine," I quickly lie to change the subject.We wandered around for a long while. When we got to my house my mom greeted us and asked how our days were. The usual answer, good, was given and the topic was left alone. I went to my room and Jake followed me in.
I rarely let people besides me sit on my bed because it gets ruined so easily. When he sat down and wrinkled it I flinched. Jake didn't see. I picked up my computer and faced it away from him at a precise angle. I logged onto the website called Trouble That Lasts, TTL, where blogs were posted about the rambunctious parties and who got arrested for doing what. I have a couple friends, but we don't get into that much trouble anymore. We more or less just use the site to communicated, but explaining that to others would be a nightmare.
Jake broke the silence. "Are you going to spend the rest of the day on your laptop?" He asked with a twist of hurt in his voice.
"No..." I trailed off, exiting TTL. I sat down next to him, ignoring my now-ruined bed. I look up at him and smile. He hesitantly smiles back. I sigh.Jake twists a lock of my hair in his fingers. I love our relationship. Kinda quiet, but we click so easily it's scary.
I look around at my room. Things are a mess, which is unusual, because my normal neat-freak nature normally makes me keep everything so clean.
Jake suggests that we watch a movie, so we make our way downstairs. As he picks out a movie I go to the kitchen and make popcorn. In the end he decides on Oceans 11.
I sit down and Jake cuddles next to me. I lay down with my head in his lap, and I feel his hands fiddling with my hair. It was moments like this when I wonder, how did ever end up so lucky?The movie ended quickly, and suddenly I saw myself watching the credits roll down the screen. I look up at Jake to find his eyes still glued to the screen. A minute later he looked down at me and smiled.
We probably were like that for an hour or two, just talking. We told each other about our schedule and the best teacher, the worst teacher, who were in our classes, and soon the topic drifted to other things.
We started talking about his parents.
"You should at least go over and say hi," I reasoned.
"No." His reply was so blunt and cold.
"Why? You used to get along with them."
"Things change."
"What things?"
"Nothing."
"Please tell me. I care about you."
"You won't understand."
"What is there to understand?"
He stayed quiet at that, and I sighed, knowing that it was the end of that conversation. I sat up next to him and we both stayed silent. A couple minutes later my mom came in, declaring dinner.After dinner everyone went to their own rooms. I went on TTL and messages my friends Adrian, Chloe, Luke, Drew, and Melody. No new messages from them which was odd. I logged out and went on my phone. I replied to some texts, played games for a while, and fell asleep with my phone on my chest and unfinished thoughts in my head.
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Catching Happiness
SpiritualRunning away..... Seems like an every day occurrence. But what if you are running towards something, but away from another? What if you are catching happiness?