Betrayal (Editing)

Up In Flames

Asher carries me out the water and off to the banks of the river. He and I both know I'm capable of just walking out the lake myself, but he questions if I actually would. He lays me down with my head in his lap. The sunset makes a halo around his messy hair, and his neck and jawline are very sharp under the moonlight, a feature you wouldn't notice unless you were looking from my angle. Asher had a very weird appearance. He Looked like a middle age man trying to be young again. But somehow it was adorable and appealing the way he did not take care of himself, the way he let time do what it does best.

"You have a weird face." he says dragging his fingers around my face.

I laugh and swipe his hand off, "You were reading my mind."

"What, you mean I have a weird face too?" He says caressing his cheek. His face wasn't weird in appearance.His face was weird in what it did and how it changed.

"No actually, its pretty simple." I say.

"How simple?" he ask running his finger down my longer than life nose bridge.

"Well," I begin sitting up next to him.

"You have a nose, cheeks, cheek bones, eyes, eyebrows, eyelashes, a chin," I say pointing to every feature, "and lips." My finger lands on his lips.

"Well, you're not as simple." he says lifting my finger from his lips and placing it on the corner of my left eye. "You have hurt in those happy eyes, dry tear ducts, you have-"

"Stop." I cannot let him continue, I hate being reviewed.

He grabs my chin, "You have child lips, but you say adult things. You have firm cheeks that-" When he touched me it wasn't in an "Asserting dominance" way. It was in an analytical way, where he felt and took in every atom at his fingertips.

"When are we going back home, school starts in two days?" I say changing the subject.

"Sunday." he says turning back out to the moon. It amazed me how the sun and moon could appear peacefully in the sky at the same time.

"What school do you guys go to anyway?" I say realizing I would never see them again.

"We're all drop outs." He says looking down, for some reason that made him feel shameful.

"No way." I say in shock. "Celeste too?" Celeste used to be the girl who cared about her education and her education only. She was the friend who made up lies so she wouldn't have to hang out with her friend. She loved the idea of success and and would stress herself out trying to achieve it. She believed people who didn't try in school were complete fools and idiots and that high school drop outs were a waste of perfect first world opportunity.

"Yup." he responds.

Did I mention that Celeste is also a hypocrite?

"So how do you guys function?" I say trying not to sound too ignorant.

"We're all self made." he says looking back up. I bring my eyebrows in in confusion.

"We all live together and find means to get by. Ezra is a stand up comedian, Meredith is an adult dancer if you know what im saying. Celeste likes to call herself a designer and well surprising as it is, I'm an actor."

I shake my head making sense of it all. "But a lot of our money comes from Celeste's parents, the only parents that didn't give up on their drop out baby." he laughs. I watch the headlights of Meredith car pull up in Asher's eyes. I turn around to see them all swarm out the car in laughter and conversation. This was my cue to leave or else I would be caught up in a bunch of question and answer.