A Rekindled Flame

Close But Not Close Enough

(Honesty in the Media)

*Kindle's POV*

"Kindle!" I heard someone screaming my name and shaking me pretty hard.

"Freaking Kindle!" I felt something wet hit my face causing me to jump up and lose my breath. I saw Honesty standing over me placing a bottle of water on the dresser. I started hyperventilating and getting dizzy.

"Hey, no you look at me and focus Kindle do you hear me?? You are fine, breathe. No one is going to hurt you anymore." She took my hands into hers and helped me get my breathing back to normal.

"Are you okay Kindle?" She handed me a paper towel and a bottle of water.

"I'm fine Honesty." I drunk some water than laid back down.

"There you go lying again." She took the paper towel out of my hand than wiped my forehead. "Kindle you talk in your sleep when you have nightmares sweetheart. I know what happened."

I frowned than tried to sit up but she didn't let me. "You don't know anything, Honesty."

"Kindle I know, okay? I know who did it to you. I know who you've called for help from. I've even wiped your tears for you while you was sleep. When you have nightmares you are in a very deep sleep." I looked at her with disbelief, why didn't she ever say anything to me?

"Honesty why didn't you ever say anything to me?? How could you keep it from me?" I got up and brushed passed her than walked into the bathroom.

She followed me and stood in the doorway. "You wasn't ready for the truth baby girl, I had to wait for the right time. Plus you always be short with me. I'm going to fix you up some fruit. Just take some time to get yourself together." She closed the door and left me in the bathroom alone.

I brushed my teeth than washed my face than stared in the mirror. I do not know what to do. I feel completely stuck. I went to a numerous number of therapist and the sessions didn't ever help me.

When I walked out the bathroom I saw a fruit parfait sitting on my dresser. I picked it up than headed to Honesty door than knocked on it. A few moment later she opened the door with a confused look on her face.

"My bad if your busy I can come back later." I never really noticed how beautiful Honesty actually is, until now.

"Oh no I'm not doing anything besides watching Salt." She moved behind the door to hide her body.

"Salt? With my bae in it when she's a Russian spy, Salt??" I got lowkey excited.

She laughed and shook her head yes. "That's the Salt. You're more than welcomed to come in." I walked inside and noticed how much she changed her room. She have almost everything in here lime green.

"You can climb to the top bunk if you like." She sat down on her bed and I decided to sit beside her. She looked shocked.

"Honesty, why are you so nice to me?" I ate my fruit parfait as I waited for an answer. She looked down at the floor than opened her mouth to respond, but words didn't come out.

She shrugged her shoulders. "Because maybe you need someone to be here for you." She gave me a half smile.

"How often do you wipe my tears away?" I refused to give her direct eye contact.

"Honestly, often. Most of the time I just hold you until you stop screaming and freaking out. When I hold you, you calm down. You start to relax a little. I guess it makes you feel safe. After you're settled I sleep in the top bunk, wake up and fix you breakfast." I didn't know how to respond to that. I didn't know it was that bad.

"Thank you." I finished my fruit parfait than watched the rest of Salt with Honesty. She didn't say anything else and neither did I. It was probably best not to.
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*Honesty POV*

We just sat in silence watching Salt, Kindle never saw me. I mean she sees me all the time and speak to me, but she never pays attention to me. I cook for her every morning because she talks in her sleep and I hear her nightmares. I try to give her something good to look forward to in the morning and she doesn't even notice it.

After she finished the parfait she headed to back to her room. I just laid in my bed and chilled since I didn't have any classes today. Tuesday's and Thursday's are usually my days off, I only have cheer leading practice to go to in the afternoons.

I took a short nap and was awoke by a knock at my door. It was Bre'Anne. She gave me a tight hug than kissed my cheek. "How is the beautiful Honesty doing this afternoon?" She sat a Snickers on my dresser.

"Oh now that you just made my whole day with my favorite candy bar I'm doing a whole lot better." I smiled than sat on my bed.

"How's everything with Kindle?" She threw her book bag down on the top bunk.

"Well it's your teammate you should know." I rolled my eyes "She doesn't see that I want her, she's too tied up into that Hazel girl. I mean who can blame her? She's smart, has nice eyes, her smile is gorgeous."

"And you are smart, have a beautiful smile, you are on the deans list, you're a cheer leader, your even cook for her. You're wifey material." She stripped out of her clothes than climbed to the top bunk.

"When yeah you see it, but she doesn't." I put my hair up in a tight bun than grabbed everything I needed for my shower.

"Maybe she does and you're just too worried about her and Hazel. Just take a shower and don't think of it, besides everyone else wants you. They drool at your damn feet."

"Maybe I don't want my feet to be drooled at." I hopped in the shower and stayed in there until the water turned cold.

I'm not completely sure why I want Kindle as bad as I do, but it's something about that girl that makes me melt inside. The way she smiles puts my pain at ease, her voice just makes me so excited, yet so calm at the same time and gosh when she touches me I feel like a drug addict getting their favorite poison.

I know she's going through a lot and it's hard for her, but I really want to help her because that girl is dying inside. I can tell she's hurting by the look in her eyes. They look so glassy at times I wonder how she's even awoke.

To make everything worst Bre'anne is like my bestfriend and she has a crush on me. She hasn't told me, but it's so obvious. Every one think we have a thing going on, but honestly she's the person I go to for everything. She's just my person. Period.

I'm afraid to tell Kindle how I really feel, but who knows? Maybe she feels the same. I won't know for sure until I talk to her.