bestfriends

chapter eight:

Emily's pov:

I woke up the next morning. I was pressed against his bare chest he was shirtless, and his arms were wrapped around me. When I could finally open my eyes I looked at Caleb and his eyes flickered open.

" goodmorning sleepy." I said giggling
" good morning babe." he said as I kissed his cheek. He pulled me even closer and I noticed i started to fall back asleep. So did Caleb and I finally woke up again. I looked at the clock on my nightstand. 10:30 am it read. I never wanted to leave the bed. We finally got up and walked upstairs to see the girls eating at the breakfast bar. Annie was as happy as could be and Hayley was tired I could tell. I sat next to Caleb and we ate the pancakes Katie made us.

Today we had to do school and I wasn't exactly "exited" but I got to do it with Caleb. We went downstairs and i went in my closet to change. I had on a pair of sweatpants and I was gonna change from my sport bra to a teeshirt. I was just hooking on a new bra when my closet door opened. I screamed and Caleb started cracking up laughing.

" what the heck Caleb. Couldn't you wait for me to change." I said trying not to laugh then I started cracking up. We just ended up rolling on the floor together crying laughing. I don't know why it was so funny for him to see me in my bra but I guess it was. Maybe it was because he really scared me. I finally threw on a teeshirt and we got on our laptop and layed on the bed.

* a few classes later*

I saw a light in the corner of my eye I was Calebs phone. I thought it said his dad texted him or something. A few minutes later he tapped my shoulder.

" hey Emily my dad took his car to get inspected and he is getting it tomorrow and i need to pick him up at the car place. It's kinda far."
" okay that's fine I will finish up and watch tv or something until you get back."
" okay love you." He said as we kissed
" love you too bubs."

I finished up my class and he still wasn't back. So I turned on the tv for some kind of noise and I decided to organize my closet because it was messy. I walked in and began hanging clothes and folding towels and such. Then I found that one box i never had the strength to unpack.

It was the box with all the old pictures. All the notes I wrote to mom for open house. All the notes mom wrote and put in my littlest pet shop lunch box, when I went to school in third grade. All of my old Diarys. Pictures I drew in art class of a whole happy family. All those old memories of when I was happy.

I took a deep breath and got a storage drawer ready. I opened the bag slowly. The first thing i grabbed was old photo books. the first book was labeled " my daughter." I opened it up slowly. The first image was a picture of my mom when I was born I was in her arms wrapped in a little pink blanket. Next page was a picture of me as a toddler taking my first steps. The third page was a picture of me with a crooked smile and my parents on the first day of kindergarten. Tears stung my eyes and rolled down my cheeks and fell on the pages of the book. Fourth page me, Caleb, and mom. Labeled " first friend" I kept flipping through the the pages and when I came upon the last picture in the book. It was a picture of me standing at the hospital next to my broken dad.
"Strongest dad and daughter." It was captioned.

I started sobbing. I quickly put the book in the drawer and putting all the pictures of me and mom in the drawer as well. Then I came upon a note I wrote to my mom in third grade for open house.

" dear mommy and daddy,
I love you so much! I don't know if I would be able to live without you guys. Thank you for coming to my open house."

I can't do it anymore I can't I can't! I thought in my head. I snuck up to the kitchen. It was empty the girls were in Katie's room. I looked in the knife drawer and found a little sharp veggie knife. I went in my closet and locked the door.

I held the knife at my wrist. Half my mind said do it the other half said no Caleb and your parents wouldn't want you too. I felt like I should just try it even thought it was wrong.
I don't know what was wrong with my brain.

I put the bade near my arm and counted slowly

1....2...3..