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"You had quite the adventure, Les."

I laugh and fiddle with the hem of my t-shirt.

"I definitely have." I sigh, recalling the last few days.

"So much has changed. I mean, you and Chester are dating now!" April exclaims, a smug smile on her face.

I choke on a breath of air and start coughing uncontrollably. Dating?

"What?" I finally say once I catch my breath. "Me and Chester are not dating!" I laugh nervously.

Oh gosh. If April thinks we're dating... Does that mean Chester does too? Reality seems to slap me in the face as I immediately regret what I just did. I was so caught in the moment, I totally forgot about what would happen after. And of course Chester thinks I like him now! I practically forced him to kiss me.

"Well it's obvious you like him. Why wouldn't you guys date?" April shrugs as she gathers her hair into a ponytail. "You do like him, don't you?"

"No." I answer quickly. Too quickly. April raises her eyebrows in a look that says, "really?"

"I mean yes." I shake my head and change my answer, hoping to get a good reaction from April, but I get the opposite. She crinkles her brows together, clearly confused. "I mean no, I mean, ugh!" I huff. "What do you want me to say?"

Aprils face brightens and she laughs warmly.

"Why do you care what I think? Or anyone for that matter! I know you well enough to know you were trying to tell me what I wanted to hear, but quite honestly, I don't care! I want to hear the truth." She smiles. "Whatever that may be."

She's so right. Gosh, why is she so perfect? So... Do I like Chester? I've kind of always known that Chester and I are a little closer than a strictly platonic relationship should be...

"I suppose I do..." I decide. "But it doesn't matter right now, you do." I smile, changing the subject.

I can't help but feel guilty about only talking about myself. I mean, I know her life isn't something she wants to talk about right at the moment, but there hast to be something on the happier side she can tell me.

"Stop saying everything's-"

"Hey girlies." Sofia smiles as she enters the room carrying what looks like two bowls of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, which is by far my and Aprils favorite cereal.

"Oooh." April hums when Sofia hands us the styrofoam bowls.

I thank Sofia before spooning a group of the tiny squares into my mouth.

"You guys sleep alright?" Sofia chimes. A bright smile covers her face and I start to wonder why she's so happy this morning.

"Uh, no." I laugh right as April chirps a yes.

"Hospital chairs aren't near as comfortable as hospital beds." I breath jokingly.

"I can agree to that." Sofia nods. "April, I have very, very, very good news." She exclaims.

April and I both perk up and nod for her to continue. She breaths out a happy sigh and puts a hand on Aprils arm.

"I think they found a donor." She beams down at April.

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