Need You Now (Watty Awards 2014)

Chapter 21

  It turned out that Eric was in almost all of my classes! "How come you never said hi?!" I asked, still jittery with excitement from seeing him this afternoon. We were walking to my car but then decided to go to the nearest diner to catch up a bit before going home. He laughed nervously and looked down at his hands. His blushing face made me smile. "To be quite honest, i was terrified. I was worried that you wouldn't remember me," He replied softley with a criqued smirk. 

"Well, its probably better that you reintruduced yourself now instead of at the beginning of the year. I would have probably blown you off," I said softley, but sadly. Not cute and bashfull like his. His face read concern and i started explaining the Mother problems and how i had been acting. 

"Why wouldn't you let anyone help you?" He asked, almost mad. Oh, god! Not him too. 

"I thought she would kill me. I didn't want anyone getting hurt." I said frantically. I felt warm tears come to my eyes but hurried and blinked them back. He shook his head and gave me the criqued smile again. "I'm sorry. It just terrifies me that you would put up with it so long. That, nevermind. I know you probably don't want to talk about it. Bread?" He rushed, trying to change the subject as he handed me more bread and butter. I felt a weight being lifted off my shoulders. This is the first time that anyone has ever listened to my side of the story when i would tell them about Mother. My stomach became all happy inside when he shyly tried to make me feel better. I missed having Eric as my best friend. It was as we never stopped talking. 

 "Where the hell have you been, Sar?! I needed your help on nailpolish colors!!" Chelsea shreaked, obviously panicked as she hold up handfulls of different shades of pink and blues in her hands. I roll my eyes. God, she's so high maintence! 

"I was with Eric Richards! We used to be best friends when we were kids! But we lost touch when we were 13. We went out for a bite." I told her, but when i looked back at her, she was gawking at me. "What?!" i squealed, picking up the clothes on my floor. "Eric Richards is the most yummiest boy at school. I can't believe you know him!!!" She squeals, her voice so high it hurts my ears. She starts jumping up and down and finally lands on my bed daydreaming like a crazed 13 year old. "Hey, remember, your in love with Markis!" I snap friendly as i start laughing at her rolling eyes. "Yeah, yeah. I do, I do. God, i wish i could be single sometimes. Just to fool around without getting in trouble." She laughs and goes back to her room. 

          I start folding clothes that Chelsea tried on and threw on my floor when my phone started to beep. Walking curiously to my new iPhone 5 (white:) ) i looked over and i felt the bile start to rise. 

Eddie: Hey....about Stacy......can we just talk?......or not...

              Talk? TALK?!?! Now he wants to talk to me. After a month of completely ignoring me when i was going through the most complicated and hardest time in my life, and now he wants to TALK?!?! The bile went away and i felt anger build up inside of me. What a fricken asshole. Now he wants to talk. Now. Perfect. 

Me: So now you want to talk? Are you sure your not scared? 

I regret texting those words but push my guilt back. He deserved it! Ever last furious word he deserves for just dropping me from Cloud 9 onto hard cement. 

Eddie: ....Sarah don't be like that okay! Just come meet me somewhere? 

Me: you expect me to talk to you after.....you know what?! GO TO HELL! 

And that's when i just lost it. I lost all sanity that i've been trying to keep hold of for the past month and just plain lost it. He left me, shunned me for the hardest time in my life...when i needed him the most and he thinks i'll just come running back to him? He was so selfish...and yet a part of me wants to jump for joy and beg for him back. I love him. And yet...i'm totally pissed off. 

     i felt the warm tears rise but i didn't want Chelsea to run in here and ask for info, so i just cried myself to sleep. I'm so confused. I don't know weither to be happy that he felt bad about being with Stacy or to hate him and never talk to him again for betraying me and being so selfish. Can my life ever be simple? Nope. Because i'm Sarah Thompson Gonzales. My life will never be simple. That's just never going to happen.