The Bad Boy Saved My Life #Wattys2016

Chapter #14

Chapter #14: Heart to Heart and Cuddling for Non-Sexual Reasons

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We went downstairs to his entertainment room and he got me a warm blanket. I smiled as he gently laid it on my cold body. He went back upstairs and a few minutes later, came back down with a delicious bowl of ramen noodles. The steam pouring from the soup made my mouth water. I held the warm bowl of noodles in my hands as I ate them like a pig- not caring about how hot they were on my tounge. I was starving, and they were cooked perfectly.

"I didn't know about your parents," Evan spoke quietly as he kicked his legs up onto the arm rest of the three-person couch, across from me. He turned his head to the right to face me. "I'm really sorry."

"Don't," I sighed, putting the bowl of noodles down onto the table. "Don't feel sorry at all. I'm sick of everyone feeling pity for me. It's all over and done with!"

Evan's eyes widened at my sudden outburst and hesitated for a moment before he sat up and walked over to the couch I was sitting on. He plopped down next to me and I felt the two-person couch dip underneath my bum. He shifted around to face me and I fiddled with my fingers, ignoring all thoughts running through my mind. I dropped my head against the back of the couch and stared at the ceiling.

"Who knows about your parents?" Evan asked so quietly, I barely even heard him.

"Daniel and my best friend from my old school, Melody." I responded bluntly.

"Care to share?" Evan whispered.

I sighed inwardly and lifted my head. What is there to hide anyway?

"I-I was at school. It was a normal day. In fact I had gotten back from a party the night before and I spent the whole night throwing up. I lied to my parents saying that I had probably gotten the flu. Anyways, they had a business trip so I went to school normally. Told them I loved them. Wished them luck. Near the end of the day, cops broke in and called for me. They said there was an accident with my parents and they needed me to go with them right away to the hospital," my bottom lip trembled.

"So I did. I got there and my d-dad was already dead. I watched them roll his body out on the stretcher. I watched him just... just leave," my eyes began to water. "They said my mom still had a heartbeat. Turns out they were in a head on collision. One so strong that the impact had them rolling down the road a few meters. But I walked in and I began speaking with my mom. I had hope, Evan. I wasn't worried because I thought she'd make it. Then suddenly the buzzer went off and- and I was torn up Evan," I cried. "I watched her die! I watched them s-shouting and they were dragging me out the room but I fought against them. That's until I saw the machine's go quiet and they said they lost her. It was the worst pain I have ever felt in my entire l-life," I sobbed quietly.

"No one will ever feel the pain that I felt emotionally in that moment. No one will ever understand. Saying things like you'll be alright, or you're so strong, is such a lie because I can't handle it. Everyday it kills me." I bawled, the tears aching my eyes.

"I had hope for her to stay with me but she- she died. She left. She's gone and I blame myself everyday. I don't believe in hope because it's a load of bullshit. If you hope for something to happen, it may or may not happen. You can't rely on fucking hope to wish for something to happen. Hope doesn't exist. Shit happens sometimes and not because there was no 'hope'. It's all bullshit."

My face was planted in my hands and my elbows rested on my thighs sharply. My shoulders shook as I let out my tears painfully. I felt as if it were that day all over again. That day when my parents left me. No words filled the air and Evan didn't move or flinch at the slightest. His deep breathing and my sobs filled the air awkwardly for a minute before I felt Evan shift over to my quivering body and pull me up into a side hug. I lay my face in his chest and quietly cried. I felt his left arm soothing my back.