Cowboys and Angels

Chapter 15

As I sat up in bed after many tears, I thought. My opened eyes stung from how bloodshot they were. 

Boys. The concept was so vague, but yet so brilliant. They were so hard to decode. I guess it was the same for girls, but boys. Their good looks, sensitivity, and sense of humor was all it took to for you to fall in knots over them. 

The three I was after though... Why three? Why me? Why them? 

I ran my hands over my head in frustration. All it took was just their smiles. Was I, in fact, a slut for liking or loving them? I bet most of it was just infatuations, but there was just one that made me insane. But who was it?

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My phone vibrated on my night stand. I glanced over while studying the back of one of my favorite books. It was Avery.

Avery - Hey can we talk?

My heart started racing. That could mean anything! What was he going to say? Was he going to ask me out? Was he still maddly in love with his ex? It got my heart pounding and my mind thinking. To things that cause my anxiety. I tried to relax enough to text him back. Come on, Em! What's wrong with you? Text the boy back, already.

Me -  Yeah! Sure, my house in ten?

He immediately replied.

Avery - How bout 5? im on my way now

Me -  okay five then :)

By the time I fixed my makeup and walk down stairs then out the door, he was just driving up my driveway. I glided out and pulled the door behind me, shut. He quickly parked and jumped out of his jeep. 

I yelled over from the sidewalk, "What's up?"

"I have bad news..." I furrowed my eyebrows and focused in on his face. Bad news?

"As in..." I said slowly.

"Sorry, Em. I'm going back to Maryland."

I widden my eyes. He just got here. Why would he go back? "You've only been here for a few weeks, though. Why are you leaving?"

"It's my parents. I'm sorry, we barely got any time, together...alone." He started towards, starring in my eyes. I felt so much pressure on my chest. I stepped back and put my hand on chest, then out in front to stop him from coming any further.

"Avery, I like you. I really do." A slight giggle came out with my words. "But this...no. Don't kiss me and then leave. That's WAY too cliché." He laughed at my words. I'm gunna miss that laugh, I thought. Instead he eased his way up to me and pulled me into a hug. 

He chuckled, the vibration from it causing my ear to tingle. "I won't. I promise. I really thought you and I were going to be something, Emerson. Guess not." We pulled away and said our last goodbyes. Yeah, Avery. I really thought you were going to be the one. Guess not. 

A single tear rolled down my cheek as he pulled out of my driveway. I waved my last to him. 

I slowly began into my home. The cold air creating goosebumps on my skin. I rubbed my, now, very cold arms to create warmth. It was smoking hot for only May. Plus, my momma cranked up the central AC in the house. I felt like a popsicle unable to melt on this hot spring day. 

Ugh, I groaned in my head. It was only Sunday. I was still looking forward to that run I needed to get in. After just walking inside, I would have to walk outside again to run. I had no motivation, but this was necessary for my growth. I was quite short for my age; people thought I was "cute." Not a term you'd like when you were only seventeen. 

Sarcastically, I turned around and headed for the door...again. As I stepped outside, it felt like I had gotten third degree burns just by how hot it was. I could've gotten a heat stroke or something from going to and fro the cold and heat. It was possible. 

I quickly through my hair into a messy bun and jogged down my dirt driveway. I noticed the tire tracks from Avery's jeep. He was only here a few minutes ago, and I missed him as if he was gone for years. It was so sudden, too. It would most likely always ponder my mind as why he would have to move to Georgia, then suddenly move back. His parents were probably getting divorced or something. At least, he would be able to try and get back together with his ex girlfriend since they went to Splitzville for awhile. I was in a way happy for him. Here, life was boring. Everyone knew everyone and everything about everyone. So when secrets got around, everyone eventually knew. Unless you had extremely close friends that you could trust your life with, then you'd kep your mouth shut. 

I crossed the street and began running against no traffic. This road was the less traveled by. No one, and I mean no one, rode this road. Only people who lived on this outstretched street would drive on it. Or if people really enjoyed the view of back roads, then they would too. 

I peered over my shoulder at my house that was fairly in the distance now. I was a quick jogger...or runner. I wasn't really the athletic type, but exercise was just one of those things I had to do. I needed to stay in shape and lay off the chocolate and junk. Though when it was that time of the mouth, I'd snack on. It was a weakness, especially Double Chocolate Chip Peanut Butter cake. I moaned in my mind at the thought of cake. No! Think exercise. Think beautiful body. NO JUNK. I moaned again. I really wanted cake. But I could hear my own moan through my ears. I moaned out loud. I giggled and closed my eyes, slapping a hand over my face as I jogged. A smile formed on my face. I kept my face hidden in my hands. I peaked through the gaps between my fingers. A structure lounged at me. 

THUMP.

THUMP.