Make A Wish: #Wattys2015

Chapter 3

Thump. Thump. Thump.

What the hell? Am I being robbed? No..

I looked out my window. A figure in all black was throwing rocks at the window. I decided to open it up when they stopped throwing the rocks.

"Hey! I'm sleeping!"

I yelled in the best whisper-yell that I could pull off without waking anybody else.

"Hey! It's Andy!"

Oh my gosh. This boy is too cute. I wonder what he wants...

Me: Oh hey what's up?

Andy: I was wondering... If you wanted to take a walk with me in the field and maybe the forest?

Me: ...Really? Me?

Andy: Only if you want to.

Me: Sure!

I threw on a black jacket and headed to the back door to meet him.

"Why didn't you just text me, silly?"

"...Because."

"What?"

"Well.. I thought this would be more romantic."

I can't take it anymore. I love this boy so much! But... Why does he love me? All my life I was never good enough for others. People often hung out with me for a few seconds then left me to die. I've gotten used to it by now, and it is strange to see others stay around me.

"Aww... I think that's really cute!"

He laughed as we walked through the same tall grass I woke up in this morning.

"Don't mind me asking but... Where are we going?"

"I don't really know. Since I just moved in, I kinda wanted to go on an adventure. Plus, you know, you're like, really awesome so I thought we'd go together."

"Thanks."

It was silent for a really long time, as we took in the noise of the trees shaking in the wind. Eventually, he stopped in the middle of the forest and turned to me.

"Hey, Evelyn?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I tell you somethin?"

"Sure. What is it?"

"I think I am in love with you."

"Oh my gosh... I love you."

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and started to cry. I seriously haven't been so loved in my life, and I don't know why I ever attempted to kill myself.

"Can I tell you something too...?"

I sniffled and he wiped my tears.

"Anything."

"I tried to kill myself on March 23. I am adopted and have been depressed even before I knew how to spell my own name. Thank you so, so, so, so, so much. I love you to death."

He started to cry and held me in his arms.

"My mother passed away when I was seven and I have been depressed ever since. I know how you feel... You are not alone."

For the time we were walking back, we talked about the beautiful things in life. We talked about music, video games, anything that we loved. When we had to say goodbye, we hugged one last time. Then, he kissed me on my cheek. I kissed back. My body now felt warm and happy inside, even as he went to his backyard and I went to mine on the left. "Life is beautiful," I said to myself, "because no matter what, you'll always have a friend."