Amber Skye
"What?" I whisper. Why am I whispering? He doesn't answer me, he only stares into my eyes as I do the same. His deep blue eyes remind me of the sea. They hold the little bits of white in them, that makes them sparkle. A smile starts to form on my lips but I try not to show it. I haven't smiled a really smile since I was 13.
Don't smile. Don't smile.
I can't let my guard down. I break eye contact by looking up at the night sky. The stars shine bright and dance around up there. They're free. I want to be a star. Stars can be whatever they want and not worry about anything. They're all different and beautiful, unlike me.
Tears form in my eyes but I blink them away. I will not cry ever again. I've cried so much and now is the time to stop. I look back at him but not in his eyes. At his lips. Their pink and slightly dry but soft. I clench my fists at my side. I want to touch his beautiful lips.
What is wrong with you! Stop being yourself. Your stupid, ugly and selfish. Stop.
I step back away from him and run. I run until I can no longer see him. I grab a tree with my hand to steady me. My breathing becomes heavy and fast.
I haven't felt that way about anyone before. Not even the one loved before. I want to touch him, feel him and have him. But I can't. Not now, and not ever. I need to stay away from everyone. I look at the bark of the tree. Rough, and brown. My hand brushes against it feeling it's hard surface.
I need to be like this tree and not break. If I break everything will fall. And I'll be dead with the rest of my family and lovers. I can't disappoint my parents. I need to stay strong. I hold my necklace with my other hand and say
"I have to be strong and brave." Taking deep breathes I start to walk back. Once I find it I see smoke coming from the top. I sign and open the door. The smell of lasagna hits me and I began to drool. How attractive, I know. I walk towards the kitchen and see Asher cooking. He has an apron and oven mitts on. His back is to me and I don't think he's noticed me because he starts to sing.
"Is it too late now to say sorry!" He sings really badly but it calms me down.
He keeps singing for about five minutes until I start laughing my butt off. My hands are over my knees as I laugh my very attractive laugh. Not. My laugh literally sounds like a dying seal.He starts to laugh too but way harder then me. He falls to the floor holding his stomach still laughing.
"Stop. You. Sound. Like. A. Giraffe. Giving. Birth." I stop laughing and stare at him. I've never laughed that hard in my life. He stops laughing and gets up off the floor. I turn to walk away but he grabs my arm. I spin into his arms and he holds me there. We stare for I don't know how long."I-I'm s-sorry." He says in a whisper. Why do we always end up whispering or staring into each other eyes? He lets go of me and turns back to cooking. What is he sorry for? And why did he sound shaky? I stand there for a minute or two then see all my clothes laded out on the table. I walk over, picking up all my clothes and stuff them in my bag that was on the couch. I run upstairs with my bag and throw it in the bedroom. I should probably shower. As I'm about to walk into the bathroom I hear Asher running up the stairs.
"Hey! Wait." He says just as I'm about to close the door.
Don't stare at his eyes"What?!" I snap. I have to keep my wall up and be the self centred girl I am.
"What's you name?" He says calmly.
"Amber" and with that I slam the door shut.I hate being someone am not.
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Behind, The Eyes
Fiksi Remaja"Do you really want to know the real me because let me tell you it's sure as hell not Pleasant." ~~~~>>>>>>~~~~~ Amber Sky is an 17 year old girl with hazel hair, and emerald eyes. She plays every sport and loves to sing. She is strong, beautiful...