Without you (currently being edited)

Chapter 4

Authors note: Some language.

Ellianna

I finally made it through the rest of my classes and I have managed to only think about Mr. Maddox a thousand times. I'm emotionally exhausted, desperate for a hot shower, and in serious need of my bed. Yeah, it's only 5:30 and I may end up turning into that girl who goes to bed at seven like my grandma. At this point I could give two shits.

I walked in the dorm and as I made it to my room I silently cursed myself for not getting an apartment. My mom suggested it and we actually looked at a few but I decided against it. One, even though my mom was going to pay for it, it wasn't cheap. Two, I wasn't too keen on living alone. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I am sure if I mentioned it to my mom she would be all for it but it's not as bad as I am making it seem. I am just tired. I walked in and Avery was laying on her stomach with books in front of her. She had her head phones in. When she looked up she smiled and pulled her ear phones out.

"What's going on, Trick?" She said with a look of concern on her face. "I took too many classes, and it's official, they just kicked my ass!" I said as I plopped down on my bed. She just giggled and said "You eat dinner yet?" I lift my head up to her and thinking of my thoughts earlier about being like my grandma and going to bed at seven. I just laid my head back down and said "No, I am not that hungry. I just wanna take a shower and go to bed." She didn't say anything and for a few minutes. Have I mentioned how much I like Avery? Sure, I've only known her for a few days but I can tell she is a kindred spirit.

I peeled myself from the bed and looked at Avery who is looking at her books. I notice she didn't put her ear phones back in. When she seen me stand up she looked over and gave me a small smile." I am going to go take a shower." She just smiled at me and I grabbed my toiletry bag, a clean set of clothes, and a towel and walked out the door.

I made it back to the room only seeing a dozen tits. It's a good thing I am not a lesbian. I am still not comfortable waking around the bathroom naked. I walked in, put my stuff away, and looked at Avery who was now sitting up on her bed eating a Twix candy bar. Once again, I plopped down on the bed only this time I pull my blankets over me. When she finished her candy bar she also dunked under her blankets.

She turned on her side and said "So, tell me about your family?" I turned to her and said "What do you want to know" She shrugged and said "Is Erik your only sibling?" With that hopeful look on her face. I would hate to delay her expectations any longer. "No. I have two older brothers." She looked at me like I just smacked her. I couldn't help but smile at her as I shook my head. "Ethan is the oldest, and then Evan, you met Erik." She has a shit eating grin on her face then she said "Yeah, I remember him, are your other brothers as hot as Erik?" I just smirk at her and shake my head. "Yeah, I guess so" I said.

"What about you?" I asked. "I have an older sister, and she is a bitch!" I looked at her like I was missing the joke, but there wasn't a hint of kidding in her tone. "Really? Why is that?" I asked. She just shrugged her shoulders and started to explain. "She is five years older than me and so high strung you couldn't fit a needle in her ass! Apparently she didn't like the attention being taken away from her when I came along."

I just shook my head because the thought of having a sister, especially one like Avery, would rock big time. "What about your parents?" I asked. Maybe If I keep asking her questions she won't ask me anymore. I couldn't decide if I was ready to tell her what happened. "My parents divorced two years ago. My dad got remarried to someone six years older than me, can you believe that shit?" She said with her nose wrinkled up. "Depends on how old your dad is?" I said. I've always believed age doesn't matter if your in love. She looked at me with that "are you ready for this?" look and said "Well, Sandy is 24, 25 maybe, and my dad is pushing 55."

Okay, she has me there, that's just gross. I didn't even need to say anything because she must of noticed the look on my face. She said "Yeah, tell me about it. My mom was pretty crushed over the whole thing and has sworn men off forever." She said that with a smile on her face. "My mom is fantastic, loving, caring, selfless. She is the most important inflectional person in my life." She states and you can see the wave of pride cross her face as she talked about her. "She is the reason I decided to be a lawyer." Which now explains why she decided to become a lawyer. "What about you? You being the only girl are you and your mom close?"

Okay I can talk about my brothers and my mom all day. I am just not ready to talk about my dad. "Yeah, she is my best friend and is just as awesome as your mom from what you said." I smiled at her. "What does she do?" Avery asked. Okay here it goes. My mom's name is very well known. Maybe she hasn't heard of her. "Uhm. she designs wedding dresses." I state matter of fact like. Avery gets this look on her face like she is confused and then said "Oh?.....Well, is she any good?"

That almost made me laugh. Any good? Yeah if she only knew. "Yeah, she's made a name for herself and is really good." I looked at Avery and could tell the wheels were turning in her head. "James..." she said thinking so hard her forehead was all punched up and she was looking up at the ceiling. "James..." she says again.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" She actually jumped out of the bed and half scared me to death. Then she yelled "PLEASE, FOR ALL THAT IS HOLY, TELL ME YOUR MOM IS SARAH FUCKING JAMES!!!" Shit, so much for that. I sat up and she was holding her hands in front of her, like she was actually praying, I took a deep breath and said "Yeah, the very one."

It only took me an hour to calm Avery down. I told her story after story about going to fashion shows, going to Paris, Italy, and New York. She managed to only call me a "lucky bitch" a dozen times. I even told her that my mom designed a wedding gown for me that is one of a kind. Not sure if I'll ever get to wear it, but whatever. By the time we finished talking it was close to 9:00 and I didn't feel like such a grandma when I told her I was ready to call it a night. She was too so we both turned out the lights.