I could hear the leaves crack under my feet as I walk through the backyard. It was always this peaceful, part of the reason I love the outdoors.Plus I don't have anything else to do in my spare time. I know kids my age these days would much rather go to clubs and parties because that's really what our society has come down to but me...I don't know, I guess I'm just different.
Some days I wish I was a bit normal and had friends or went out and drank but most days I'm proud to be who I am today.
When I see the small river I realize I've walked far enough. I walk up onto the rocks until I get to the very big one and sit atop of it. Right here I can practically see the whole forest.
When I get a little more comfortable I open up my book and start to read. Every time I come out here I pick a random book off my shelf. In this case it was 'The fault in our stars'. I don't know if it's normal but I like to highlight the quotes or...just basically the sentences that I think are worth remembering.
Though every time I read this book my personal favorite will always be ' The world is not a wish-granting factory.'
This will always be favorite because it's so true. Everyone expects everything handed to them , everyone takes everything for granted. I would know because I did it too, but unfortunately I had to learn the hard way.
Yeah, I always took my parents for granted. I never listened because I never realized how important they were to me or how much I needed them until they were gone.
They died when I was 15 in a car accident. I kind of just shut off when it all happened. It was all my fault, I know it.
It just happened so fast. I remember being at school and they told what had happened. I didn't come to school for weeks...months even. I was so heartbroken I couldn't even imagine what there last thoughts were before they died. I just kept blaming myself,...over and over because it was my fault. And I didn't even get to say good bye, but that wasn't even the worst part.
What hurt the most was that it was a hit and run. That idiot behind the wheel didn't even think to stop and check if they were okay and,... god it just made me so mad that some people didn't even care for a second.
But who am I to judge? I was just the same when I was younger. I didn't give a care in the world about anybody or anything. Though, through these past years of getting over their death I had come to mature a lot more. And I didn't spend my time involving my self in any violence and trouble. All my priorities really, were to finish school. For my parents.
When the sun starts to set I head back to the house. "Gemma!" I yell once I step inside the house placing my book on the counter closing the door behind me. She was here when I left.
I call for her once again but as usual, no response. It's been like this ever since our parents passed. We're not close anymore, I don't know what happened but we're just not.
She took me in when our parents died though, and made a promise to herself that she'd always look out for me. So now I live with her and her fiancée. He's okay, I mean I wouldn't give him my blessing but he makes Gemma happy so I'm happy, sometimes. He's also a very wealthy man, I think he's a CEO of some sort of company. His name is Ashton. I'm not quite sure what the companies called, but his house is the size of America. Also part of the reason I wouldn't give him my blessing because he's a little to invested in his job. I guess you could use the term workaholic but I know because every day when he comes home from work he's obsessed with finishing even more work. Gemma notices too but never says anything. I've even caught her crying in the bathroom once. I tried to calm her but she yelled at me saying I wouldn't understand and I'm still just a kid.
When I enter the house I walk into the kitchen looking for something to cook because I'm starved. I quickly scan the ingredients in my fridge and end up making eggs because it's the most simple.
When I finish cooking them I slide them onto a plate and go to the huge dining room table, sitting at the very end, my back facing the fire place. I hear the fork scrape against the glass plate causing me to cringe as I eat the eggs. I silently eat my food by myself lost in my own thoughts. It's like this almost every day. Either Gem's at work or she's out with her friends, so most of the time I make myself dinner. I really don't remember the last time we had dinner together.
Sometimes I don't even think she knows I exist. I'm literally so invisible around here. Part of me thinks she purposely ignores my presence because she still blames me for my parents death. I don't blame her though because it was my fault.
Honestly though I only get attention when I bring someone home. Which rarely happens as well. Except for Jordan, also known as my best friend or my...only friend really. We've been friends since..I don't know middle school.
She's basically family. She comes over here like every day. Since today's Sunday she'll most likely be over tomorrow. I saw her Saturday though. She had a soccer game, and I always try and make it to her games since she doesn't have anyone else there rooting for her. Her mothers got cancer so it's very hard for her to make it to her games and she's an only child. I feel for her so much. I mean I know that when both my parents died it was a tragic hardship but having to see one of your parents slowly die is even worse. In my opinion at least.
Gemma and her get along as well, so well that Gemma often thinks we're secretly dating. Which couldn't be true because I am in fact gay. Have been since I was 13. No one knows not Gemma, not Jordan, I mean my parents didn't even know.
I didn't really feel it was important to tell them. Plus I was never really open about my feelings. And no one ever cared to ask.
When I'm finished with my food I head to the kitchen and silently place the plate in the sink after rinsing it off a bit.
I walk up stairs to my room and locking the door behind me. I walk over to my bed and jump under my blankets not even bothering to change. As I stare out the window I can't help but notice a car pull up in the drive way of the house next to me. I can only see half of what's happening because of the stupid curtain in the way.
When the boy gets out of the car I can't really get a clear view of his face but it seems he's moving in, considering he's taking boxes out of his car and walking into the house. No later does he come back out that I stand up to get a better view, walking to the window and peaking my head out behind the curtain. When he turns around to bring another box into the house he looks straight at me before smirking, as I quickly turn and hide behind the curtain.
I can feel my heart beat against my chest. He was,...not gonna lie a pretty good looking lad. He's blonde, but naturally a brunette. I could only tell because of his brown roots but something about his eyes were mesmerizing, I swear they were such a deep blue you could almost drown in them.
I'm guessing he's new around here. I would love to welcome him to the neighborhood but I'm pretty sure I would faint before I could make it to the doorstep. My social anxiety always gets in the way of things like approaching people.
I wonder if he has any parents. I carefully peak my head back around the curtain to see him gone, but there is another car in the driveway. God I hope this isn't a frat house I silently prey in my head as I see yet another good looking guy step out of the car bumping fists with the blonde boy.
This is all too much, my hormones are just all over the place maybe I should just get some sleep. I walk over to my dresser grabbing a pair of sweats and taking off my shirt after closing the curtains to make sure no ones watching.
I carefully crawl into my bed ready to just fall asleep. Though I can't help but let my mind think about the blonde boy next door as I slowly start to drift off into a deep slumber.
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