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I am sitting down at the field alone this time. It has been a week since i saw Chris. My hands in my pockets, I missed him and I don't understand why he would ghost me like that. I thought we were friends.

The sun finally sets, I stand up, wiping away any tears daring to fall down. I leave the field, walking down the road to his street. I am on the sidewalk, screaming "All Too Well" by Taylor Swift at the top of my lungs.

I don't just miss Chris, I miss my Dad. I just wish he didn't have to leave me. I sit down on the sidewalk, fidgeting with my nails when a familiar voice is around me.

I stand up, seeing Chris walking with his brothers. I wipe away my tears, grabbing my phone and walking away so they won't notice me. Matt speaks up "Rae!!" I have no choice but to turn around, "Hey." I say in a low voice, he smiles waving Nick and Chris over, "Nick! Chris!! Its Rae!!" Nick and Chris walk over to us, Nick states, "Hey Rae!!" Chris doesn't say anything, Nick nudges him "Hi." Chris says in a small tone. "Hey." Nick and Matt look at eachother, "What happened between you two?" Matt says looking at me and Chris. "Nothing, we just haven't watched the sunset lately." I don't respond, now wasn't the time, I needed to go home and nap.

I am grieving my dad right now and I need space I thought to myself. I begin to walk away, Chris looks up and Matt and Nick exchange looks of worry.

I am down the road now, and I heard running behind me I turn around and I am face to face with Chris, "What's wrong Riri.." He says in a soothing voice, I shake my head, I didn't have time for this, why am I gonna tell Chris about my dad? I barely know him, how do I know he won't make fun of me. I still don't respond, "Ri, talk to me. Whats wrong." I look up at Chris this time, "Im fine." I state in a shaky voice. A look of concern washes over his face, "No, talk to me. I know your not." I sigh, "Fine, Ill tell you." He nods, "Basically my Dad died 4 years ago and I miss him so much. And I always watched the sunsets with him, seeing as it was a tradition, so ever since he died I always go and watch the sunset. That's why its so special to me."

Tears slowly fall down my face, I held that in for so long, not even India and Paris know that. He bends down slightly, wiping my tears away I immediately hug him, I grasp onto him tightly burying my face in his hoodie, my tears falling onto the soft material of the hoodie creating stains on it. He rubs my back slowly, "Shh, its okay." I continue crying, I just miss my dad so much, I hope I don't loose chris. I pull away finally, he is still holding onto me slightly, "Sorry.." I say in a whisper.

A look of concern shows on his face, "Why are you sorry? You are grieving your Dad there is nothing to be sorry about."

I look down, he grabs my chin, making my face look at his, "Look at me, its okay." I nod, sniffing slightly. "Cmon, lets get you home Ri." He says in a hushed whisper.



590 words!!
i suck at writing so if this is bad im sorry

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