Chapter 6

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*knock knock*

"hey you..." he slowly said

"hey, how you doing?"

"good. i get to go home today."

"yay! thats good, right?"

"ya i guess... look im glad you are here, i really need to talk to you about,"

"what"

"after u left that last time, it got me thinking. i... i really need you to keep what happened between us a scret.

oh god... my heart sank a little, i thought he was going to say he loved me.

"oh ya, no problem. but Drake"

"ya"

"you know i still love you. and i forgive you."

he smiled a little, "thank you, but i also wanted to tell you why i was coming over when that car hit me."

"you were coming to my house?"

"ya, i just had a crazy dream about you and i wanted to come talk to you about it. basically it was about us, but as if we had never broken up. and i was so happy, and you were too. so i started thinking about the break up and how we never got to say goodbye, and i thought maybe if we got to say goodbye, you wouldnt want to and maybe take me back."

i just sat there staring

"but then that car hit me. and i saw the light and all that cliche stuff. i then had a dream about Jessie, who I had completely forgotten about. i remembered all the fights first, and how you and i never had any. but then i remembered all the good times with her, and how she makes me feel. so i then said that if i lived i would say goodbye to you, but try harder to make Jessie happy."

"... so wait. you dont want me back?"

"i do, i always will. but right now i want Jessie a little bit more... wait no that came out rong. i meant-"

"no no i get it. and i kindof understand, and appriciate it. at one point i thought the same thing. i thought Josh wasnt good enough for me and i missed you. but over the past few weeks, i fallen even more in love with him."

"well im happy for you. im gonna try to get some rest before i go home ok?"

"ya sure, bye"

"bye"

i walked out with a reassurence, i felt good, and happy i came.

~**<3**~

as 10'o'clock pm approaches, I sat down at my desk and flipped open my laptop. immeadiately Wattpad popped up and i hav 20 more comments and over 3000 reads from my last chapter... in total the book had 8000 reads!

i upload another chapter, about romance. loving someone and how it never goes away. Mary goes back to see what it would be like if she hadnt broken up with he ex, to see if it would be better. and, it wasnt. she was stuck in a terrible relationship where she could never trust him again. so she did her Bip-a-dee Bop-a-dee Boo and went back to reality where she had everything she needs. but he will always be with her, no matter how hard she tries to let him go.

as I type, i realize what Mary knows. its funny, how she is me, but she knows so much more. ironic huh?

as i am finishing uploading, i get a little chat from one of my fans.

"OMG! I LOVE YOUR STORY SOOO MUCH! you should totally sign up for watty awards. YOU WOULD SOOOOO WIN!"

"wow, thank you for your support. im new to wattpad so your gonna have to help me... What's Watty Awards"

"its where readers can vote for their favorite stories in certain catagories, and they all get cool prizes... theres is every the Best Overall story. you would win no doubt"

"thank you so much! ill consider it..."

as i stopped to think about if i should, when another chat came up. different fan, same concept.

"You should do WATTY AWARDS!"

then another

"You would sooo win Watty Awards!"

and about 6 more... its like they were all set for the same time... 

i looked thro my comment stream and saw that most were about Watty Awards.

maybe i should... i find the link and apply for the position... lol i enter in the catagories Fiction, Fantasy, and Overall

im IN!

just then i hear tapping out my window... Strange because im on the 2nd Story of my house, and there is no way to get on the roof...

i look open my window to get a pebble thrown at my forehead..

"OUCH!"

"DAMN! im sorry!"

i hear a voice that sounds firmiliar... its too dark to tell.

"who is it!"

"blake!!! can i talk to you?"

OH MY DAMN!

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