Secrets Untold To Us

Chapter 12: Ethan I'm sorry

Chapter 12: Ethan I’m Sorry

       Yesterday was so stressful since I had to come up with a lie to tell Ethan, just to explain why my hair had been burning up in flames. I told him that the Halloween store was accepting young applicants to apply for the position, of special effects. I also told him that it was just a moody Halloween wig. It was a new product which mixed the concept ‘wig’ and ‘hair dye’ together.  Also it glows depending on your mood. Shockingly, the boy actually believed me. I lied and told him that I needed to go to the bathroom, since I had a weak bladder. Now I realized that I shouldn’t have said that. How embarrassing!

 As I headed for the restroom I couldn’t help but not know the reason for my hair change this time. Maybe I was still as scared as hell. As I turned towards the bathroom, I could feel eyes watching my every more. My hair was causing everyone to turn heads.

So I shouted, “relax everyone it’s friggin’ hair dye and a wig!”

Everyone still continued to stare at the amazing piece of art, on my head top. As I walked into the restroom, I tiptoed and looked under every stall. Thankfully no one was there!  As I turned to face the mirror I saw a reflection of myself.

 I closed my eyes, and thought happy thoughts, my purple hair started to die down in power, and I had felt relieved. I guess I was scared by the man, that I had walked passed, on my way here. He was just like the guy in my dreams.

I kept trying to piece everything together, and absorb what had been happening to me. Am I really special? Do I have a purpose?

I honestly don’t know. I looked into my purse and shuffled around the things inside, desperately trying to find a scrap piece of paper, and a pen.  As I took them from out of my purse I messily wrote down the times when my hair changed color. To get an understanding of when, and why it might happen. First time my hair changed color was when my brother was pissing me off. So it changed because of my anger…ok, but why now? That’s it! I was scared.

So… my hair turns red when I get mad, and my hair turns purple when I am scared.  

I had dreams that felt so realistic, but I was never able to finish them, weird? Also I had seen the guy in my dreams. What the hell does this mean?

As I stood there looking as puzzled as hell I hurriedly scrambled into my purse again trying to find my phone.

“Oh wonderful” I said sarcastically.

I have been in here for ten minutes. Maybe Ethan will think that I had diarrhea, or worse, I had been suffering from a urinary tract infection. This is definitely a major FML. I stormed out the restroom and made my way to Ethan’s table. Again!

He looked pissed.“Ethan I’m sorry I-.”  I said as he cut me off.

“It’s fine… I guess, but ever since I got here you’ve been acting weird.” He said calmly.

“I didn’t mean to make you feel that way, I have just been going through a lot lately and-

“I …Love you Heather.” He says softly

“Wait holdup… You love me” I said softly.

His cheeks started to burn up, and his dimples started to show. I couldn’t help myself, but stare.  this feeling, feels somewhat unnatural for me!

I smirk as headlines might read, ‘Heather Peyton, to finally find a guy in the world, who admits his love for her.’  Before I could finish my thoughts he said,

“I wanted to tell you earlier. I really do like you.” He said as he touched my hands.

Both our hands intertwined. His hands were rough, and so masculine. The hairs on my hands were rising, and my heart couldn’t stop beating  a hundred times per friggin’ second. He closed his eyes as he started to lean in. Me being the inexperienced lover couldn’t help but wonder what the hell he was doing, wait! Oh yeah he’s trying to kiss me.

So I proceeded to lean in as well. Only one problem, how the hell do you kiss a guy?  I wondered, but I couldn’t leave his soft pink lips hanging, so… I went in for the kill. It was amazing! His muscles in his face went slack and his lips were slowly spongy, as they connected with mine. He tried to force his tongue in, but I wasn’t sure if it was appropriate to do that in a ‘public area.’  Plus it would last all day, turning it into ‘something’ else.  As we slowly pulled away from each other I was the idiot sticking my lips out, with my eyes closed still thinking the passionate kiss wasn’t over.

“Heather.” He chuckled softly.

I quickly opened my eyes; the people surrounded by our table couldn’t stop staring at us. Even a toddler walked past our table, telling us to get a room. The nerve! I would have slapped that bitc- but I wasn’t going to.  Ethan stood up from the table and held his hands out for me. I grabbed on to his hand as he helped me up.

We both walked out of Starbucks hand in hand. I turned to his neck and kissed it, as he had been a few inches taller than me.

It feels so good to be in love.

“By the way Heather, where did you put the wig, I might just get one.” He chuckled

“Babe… don’t ruin the moment.” I said as he laughed. I guess he has always loved my humor.