The Words I Never Said [editing]

1.4 [part three]

I lead Jonas back to my room, closing the door behind us.

"Your mother makes the best waffles," he says.

I wobble up, grabbing our phones from the desk.

me: ikr. She used to make them for us when Jessie and I were kids.

jonas: Well, they're fucking delicious.

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Jonas and I spent the day together, watching movies, texting about school and me teaching Jonas simple gestures in sign language. It was almost 8 o'clock at night before Jonas left.

I text him one last time before he rides home.

me: Bye! Have a safe trip back home! : )

He turns around to face me and texts.

jonas: I will. Don't worry.

After slipping his phone in his pocket, he grips my shoulders, moving me closer to him.

"Thanks for today. It was fun," he says, kissing my cheek.

I stand there, stunned, as he puts the helmet on his head and speeds away.

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