Facing The Light [EDITING ON HOLD]

Chapter 2 ~ Dancing In The Rain

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Chapter 2 - Dancing In The Rain

"Are you sure you wanna walk home? It's gonna rain soon." Layla asked, concerned. Even though she had a car, I wouldn't dare get in it with Layla. When it came to driving, Layla was like a road maniac.

I wouldn't tell her that though.

I shook my head. "Nah, I'll be fine."

Layla nodded and waved goodbye as she headed towards her car. I turned the other direction and began to walk down the path home.

Today was definately a strange day. Not only did Wade flip out like he was having a serious seizure, but Luke suddenly decided to throw weird questions at me like they were re enacting a scene from a criminal investigation show. I felt like it was somehow my fault. After all, it was me who wanted him to suffer. I was the one who wanted him to feel pain.

Was it just pure coincidence that Wade flipped out at the exact moment I looked at him? Or was I the one who did it?

I rubbed my temples hard, trying to force the sharp pain out that stung inside of my head. I shouldn't be thinking so hard about these things. It would be best if I would just forget about it and move on.

I shivered as a surprising cool breeze of wind blasted over me. I looked up and a small drop of rain fell onto my cheek, so fine and light. I didn't even bother wiping it away. Time stood still, I felt like it was just me in the world when it rained. Like washing everything away. It was just what I needed. I closed my eyes and turned my palms to the sky, feeling the cold drops fall onto my face and body.

I loved the smell of rain, the coolness of it and the heat from the ground it was falling on made a very unique smell. It made me smile, and I began to twirl to the beat of the thunder that echoed throughout the street.

I didn't know how long I danced for, but I stopped when a car horn sounded beside me. I turned around, squinting against the bright headlights of the rusty blue truck that was parked on the curb. The windows were tinted faintly, disabling a clear view of the driver until it was rolled down.

"Need a lift?" The deep, smooth voice sounded familiar.

I pressed my lips together. How could I trust him? After what he did to me today, how do I know he's not going to do it again? Why would he even think I was going to get in that car with him? Just move along.

I continued walking, ignoring the loud groaning of the engine as it followed me slowly. I picked up the pace, even though it was hopeless. I couldn't just run away. I had two legs that could barely carry me up a hill, and he had a car.

"Come on, get in. I don't want you to freeze out there." Luke insisted, his voice slightly loud against the thunder.

I shook my head as I began to shiver, my teeth chattering uncontrollably. I felt so stupid. I had begun to shiver right when he said he didn't want her to freeze. Now I might give in, just as Luke wanted. But I didn't want to. I didn't want him to get his way. I wrapped my small arms around my now soaked body and hugged myself, hoping for some warmth.

"Please get in the car," Luke almost begged, concern in his voice.

The sooner I get home and away from him, the better. Plus, I couldn't afford to get the flu. I didn't want Stan to get off work just to take care of me when he was more important. I didn't want to put Stan through any more stress than he already has.