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"Why would I say no?" she asked.

     "If I were you and you were me. What would you respond? Why wouldn't you?" I asked her back. She just finished washing her plates and glass. I went to the sink too to wash my hands.

     "Why wouldn't I?," she asked herself as she went to the refrigerator to wipe her hands with a towel that hangs at the handle and think, "Because, I don't want to commit the same mistake my parents has done?"

"It would turn out that it seems you are being left out and Ashton's the only guy and using him to not commit the same mistakes." I said.

She wasn't doing anything. After she gazed at me she just stared at nothing holding that towel by the refrigerator.

I smiled and went over her. I gave her a pat to her head. I wasn't allowed to hug her. I was doing myself a favor. "But I would do that too." I smiled and she leaned her head to my chest.

"C'mon, don't. You can do this. Maybe after you get famous and get known as his wife, maybe your parents will show up."

"I won't hope and besides its been twenty fucking one years Ace." she cursed. I've missed that little devil side of hers, I giggled and said, "Its been twenty one years and we should be moving on. Both of us. Don't make this day as gloomy as possible." I said and grabbed her chin up. I saw a pouting face.

"Let's go hit on Spencer. I mean let's go outside." She hit me on my shoulder and to my nape. That was her favorite part of my body. She has kicked it, smacked it, hit it and she unintentionally dropped a smoke to it. When we were on Sam's, she was at the roof and about to jump then she accidentally dropped it.

"Its still scarred." she said." Get down."

     As she wipes it with her one finger her other hand was on my back, "I'm sorry."

    We both get up, "A scar is a scar. It will be forever be there. Its okay."

     "I didn't mean to. Like really!" she said.

C H R I S

She never knew what was the feeling of being so worried and anxious and paranoid. Maybe she does, maybe she did. But I still had no idea why would she do that. Maybe because I wasn't there all the time, that's why. Maybe because she needed a company but I couldn't give it to her. I was the only one she had, at that moment.

I looked for her around the town, the streets. I would drive and drive for kilometers and kilometers everyday just to find her. I drove the next state. Thinking that maybe, maybe she just wanted to ran away and maybe she wanted someone to pick her up but we were wrong. I was wrong. She ran away with Irwin. I even cancelled our tour for United Kingdom just to find her.

And today, I didn't know what to do with her. If I should just forgive her and get it through or talk about it. I always wanted things the right way. That's how our parents raised us. The right way. They did what was the right thing, to stay through this.

"Good morning," Spencer said, when my girlfriend woke up earlier. She rolled over the bed and wore her clothes. Why do girls sleep with only underwear and with socks on? If I was a girl I'd feel creepy. "You ready to talk to her?" She asked.

"I don't think so. I'll try though." I said.

Right now she was on her pajamas. The usual Sarah we knew, not that girl who ran away. She was eating her breakfast and Ace was with her and they were coming towards Spencer and I.

"How's it going Chris?" Ace asked and I could sense that she hasn't told Ace yet although she tells him everything and Ace tells me everything since she was gone.

"Incredibly happy man." I said and gave him a fist bump.

"Ace, why don't you buy me cupcakes today?" Sarah asked him and he frowned asking, "Me? Right now?"

"Yeah, you. Right now, at this moment."

"What flavor?" He asked as he fished his car keys.

     "Coffee. At the London eye. I want those cupcakes." she said and pushed him away.

     "Whaaaaat?! That's like... too far away from here!" he complained as what I expected.

    

The area was clear. There was no Ace, no Spencer, no parents or Sam. It was just my little sis and I.

     "So," I started, "how's it going?"

      She took a flower, a rose, that she's grown herself I assume at the garden that my mother have been taking care of, "Not alright I guess."

     "Why? Is it me?"

"Partly yes and mostly, our parents. I don't know. Its mixed up. I don't know what I'm thinking. I don't know what to think." she said. As she face up there were tears at her cheeks.

"I'm sorry Sarah, I was just..." I said and put my head between my two hands, "worried. Very worried. I'm sorry I was worried I'm sorry for all the words I've said but I don't regret saying them."

     "Sarah the car wo-" Ace come back and interrupted when he saw us crying. "What is going on here?" he asked, curiously.

     "What were you saying?" Sarah asked instead.

     "I said the car won't start up and why were you guys crying?" he asked. He won't give up on this. He's the most curious person I have ever known.

     "Ace, give up on this okay? Its a family business." Sarah said and pushed him out the garden headed to the car.

     "Am I not a family?" I heard him asked. He's hilarious. "You are! Not with the same blood though." and I know Ace pout with that.

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