A week or so passes since that night. I spend a lot of time with Spencer outside of school, and in school. When he isn't busy he comes to Mr. Deandre's class from Chief Wilsons and we spend time talking, studying, holding hands. Smiling at each other and kissing. I feel complete with him, I feel happy.
I start to open up to him more and let him break down the falls I so expertly crafted around my heart. He doesn't know he did it so effortlessly. Or that they were there before him at all.
We spend late evenings together in my room, cuddling and kissing, reading and laughing. We got close to being intimate with one another but Ted knocked on the door. I expertly rolled off the bed and pretended to look for something on the floor. It worked, and he didn't suspect anything, not that he said. Shortly after that, he had to go home.
He even helped me finish my Rotary Club paper. He then encouraged me to work past my stage fright and get me through presenting it to the class. I felt less nervous with him. I was shocked when Emily and I were the finalists to compete before the Rotary Club. In two weeks. I could actually win. I could actually achieve it. Thanks to Spencer. I believed in myself.
I was happy. I stopped drinking and taking pills. I didn't need them. I didn't like them, never had, but I didn't care enough to stop, had no reason to do better. Not until him.
He shined through all of my darkest days without even knowing it. Every touch and kiss from him, made everything better, gave myself purpose. My feelings for him bloomed and I never told him those three words. Even when I wanted to. Even when I almost did.
Happy. I was happy.
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Echoes of the Heart
RomanceA novella about young love, heartbreak, loss, abuse, love substance abuse and anxiety. Stephanie is a junior in high school. Constantly looking to escape reality and the truth. With a tragic past and toxic family life, all she wants to do is disapp...
