A Righteous Love

Chapter Four - I'd Feel Bad To Be Missing In Action

Chapter Four - "I'd Feel Bad To Be Missing In Action"

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The next morning, I woke up to the sun shining into my room. I rolled onto my back and sighed, realizing how much better I felt this morning, even if I did have a restless sleep last night. But I'd always been like that.

It was only about 10 o'clock, but I still felt pretty good. Considering how exhausted I was last night, any amount of sleep would have made me happy.

I drove Justin home from Ashley's because by the time we left, I was completely sober and just wanted to get home. Then I went right upstairs and didn't miss a beat to put on my pajamas and hop into bed.

Apparently today we were all going out to lunch together, my choice. Then later on tonight, Chase said that we could all go to his beach house with some more friends from school and have a party. I mean, I was still annoyed with Chase when I woke up, but I'd get over it.

But anyway, Chase's family owned a beach house and since we were so close to the beach, it was only about a half hour drive. It was a really, really nice house – huge with a ton of extra bedrooms, just a few blocks from the ocean. I always loved going there, and his family invited me along again this year to join them for a week in July which I was stoked about since the minute they told me.

I sluggishly walked down the stairs to find out that my parents were already at work and Melissa was still upstairs sleeping. I shrugged to myself and walked to the fridge, opening it up and staring inside it.

I was used to this alone feeling because I practically grew up with it. My parents were always at work, and it was usually just my sister and I. But she would always do her own thing with her friends or be in her room, so I was by myself most days. Unless I called Chase or one of my friends to come over, but still; I was used to it.

Just because I was used to it didn't mean I liked it though.

There was nothing in my fridge that appealed to me, and my stomach was grumbling with intense hunger. With an idea popping into my head, I took my phone out of my robe's pocket and pressed my finger on Justin's name to call him.

"Hey," he answered sleepily.

"Hi," I chirped with a smile.

"What's up?"

"I want breakfast and I have nothing to eat here. Wanna go out?" I asked, hoping he'd say yes.

"Sure. I just woke up like, five minutes ago though. Give me fifteen and I'll be over," he told me.

"Okay, that's fine. I'll get changed then," I nodded, even though he clearly couldn't see.

"See ya," he signed off.

"Bye," I smiled, ending the call and going back upstairs. Even though he said fifteen minutes, he'll be late and I still need to get ready.

He was usually late to everything and it pissed me off for as long as I'd known him, but I still loved him. He was just too sweet and lovable to be mad at for more than ten seconds.

So I hopped in the shower and tried my best to go quickly, then went back to my room and saw it was empty. It was a fifteen minute shower, so he'd probably be over soon.

I scrunched some mousse into my wet hair to make it wavy, and pulled on a pair of white, flowy high waisted shorts that have a pretty floral print on them. I grabbed a white wrap crop top for my shirt and then slipped on a pair of white sandals.

My watch from Chase was staring at me as I smiled and put it around my wrist; no matter how much he annoyed me, I still loved him more than anything. And there was no one that could explain that logic to me.