Part 22

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7 months later                                                                                                                   Since we started 7th grade I have still seen Austin, and me and Justin broke up about three months ago, it wasn’t meant to be, and I didn’t cry over him like I did Austin. I’m sitting outside in the field watching the clouds with Lillian, ‘’Danielle, why don’t you ever talk about Tyler?’’ I hadn’t thought about him in like two years, ‘’I haven’t thought about him, why?’’ ‘’Oh, I don’t know, I just remember how much you cried over him, and how much you liked him.’’ Our mom is at work and Lillian’s expecting Chase to come over so they can watch movies, ‘’Have you and Chase kissed yet?’’ ‘’No, why.’’ ‘’I don’t know, you have been together since 5th grade, I mean, you all should have kissed already.’’ ‘’I don’t know, I never think about it, what is it like, is it hard the first time?’’ ‘’No, it’s really easy, don’t open your eyes, and turn your head a little bit.’’ ‘’Oh, that sounds easy.’’ ‘’It really is.’’ Then Chase walked up, ‘’Hey guys, Danielle are you watching the movie with us.’’ ‘’Is the movie appropriate?’’ He laughed, ‘’Well, if you consider Abduction inappropriate then no.’’ ‘’When it gets to the part, then it’s inappropriate, but no, you guys go have your quality time together.’’ ‘’Ok, see you later Danielle,’’ they said. ‘’Ok, bye.’’ Lillian got me thinking about Tyler now, I went to the loft of the barn and stuck my hand in the hole in the wall, I pulled out his shirt, I smiled at the memories that came back to me. I set the shirt down and pulled out the book, I opened it, I saw the rose he brought me that one day, I smelled it, I was surprised at how it still smells good. I put everything back and went to the fence, I looked at the field, the grass has grown high, I wonder why no one has bought that house yet, it really big, one time before Tyler lived there my mom went over there and looked at it, that house is set up like ours, it’s really far from the fence, so far that I can’t see it. I’m surprised I haven’t cried yet thinking about him, I guess my feelings have gone away seeing that I haven’t seen him in two years.

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