"Love is like handing someone a gun, having them point it at your heart, and trusting them to never pull the trigger."
Sienna Albot never anticipated that her parents would die unexpectedly, or that she would be living with Chase Parker and his fami...
Winter break went fast, and by the last Sunday, I was refusing to get out of bed in order to preserve my perfect break.
Chase and I had been slowly making progress on our "Friendship" and he seemed to be showing a little more compassion for me than usual, (not much but it was progress.)
"Sienna get up we have plans today!" Chase whispered into the intercom that blared in my room.
"No we don't, now let me sleep," I whined back, pulling my blanket over my head like a child.
"Come on Si, it's a surprise and you'll like it," Chase whined back mocking me. I groaned, rolling out of the blankets and onto the floor with an oomph.
"There we go!" Chase shouted excitedly, "See you downstairs."
I rolled my eyes and went over to the closet of clothes Samantha had for me. I found a pair of running shorts and probably one of Carson's old soccer T-shirts and pulled my hair into a ponytail, grabbing my free runs and heading downstairs.
"Mom cooked breakfast!" I heard Carson shout from the countertop, his face stuffed with some kind of food. He always had the best manners.
I walked towards the kitchen and found a plate of fruit and a crepe sitting on a plate with a note beside it.
Meet me outside in the driveway in 10 minutes, By Beckett's car.
~C
I rolled my eyes for the second time this morning and quickly ate my breakfast, thanking Samantha and heading outside.
Chase was in the back seat of Beckett's car, and I slid in next to him.
"Where are we going again?" I asked, thinking maybe he would tell me. Chase shook his head and I groaned, rolling my head back and slouching in my seat.
"For all I know you could be kidnapping me," I stated, looking at my feet.
"You live in the same house as us bozo," Beckett said, making Chase laugh.
"Whatever," I said, reaching forward to turn up the radio.
We finally arrived at Beckett's high school and he parked the car next to the football field. I was offically confused.
"Why are we here?" I asked, stepping out of the car.
"To get you back in your second home!" Beckett shouted, jumping around like a little kid.
"My second h-" I started, walking out onto the track.
"No, no, no," I said, turning around, but Chase grabbed me by the shoulders.
"Yes, now go do your running thingy," he said, handing me my spikes. I had no idea how he got them out of my room without me noticing because he was practically always playing Xbox or soccer. I held them in my hand for a moment, but walked out into the first lane and sat down, taking off my sneakers and putting on my spikes.
Chase and Beckett went over into the field and started throwing a tennis ball back and fourth. I stood up and started running, my feet pounding on the rubber. My ponytail swished back and fourth and before I knew it, my legs were moving faster. I sprinted down the track with the only thing on my mind being my parents. My life had fallen to pieces, and I had lost my parents. No matter how many times I said it, it still didn't seem real.
The Colorado wind and cold blew through my lungs, making it harder and harder to breathe with every step.
I came around the corner of the track and saw Chase standing in my lane. I halted and stood in front of him, panting with dried tears on the side of my face. He reached out for a hug and I melted in his arms.
"You did it," he said, and I had. I had been scared to come out to a track ever since the accident, but they had done it. These two boys meant so much to me right now.
"Thank you so much Chase," I whispered.
I walked in the house feeling better than I had in a while, skipping up to the guest room and changing clothes. I tied my hair into a bun grabbed my journal.
"I miss you a lot," she says, brushing the fresh tears off her face, "Sometimes the pain hits harder than others and I'm left with all of the words you used to said and the 3 am thoughts of how I let you leave."
That was all I could write before my brain blanked out and I dropped my pen in frustration. I walked outside of my room and into Chases' where he lay on his bed. His head popped up from his phone and a small smile appeared on his face.
"Hey," he said, his blue eyes captivating me.
"Hey," I replied, sitting on the edge of his bed. I examined his room, only having been in it once or twice since I've been living here. There were soccer pictures lined on his cealing and a queen sized bed that took up most of the room. Dirty clothes were scattered across the carpet and soccer trophies lined the navy blue walls.
"Sienna?" He asked, I snapped my head towards where he was eyeing me.
"Are you ok?" He asked again. I nodded and looked down at my hands.
"Chase I have to tell you something," I blurted out. He raised his eyebrows, gesturing for me to continue.
Crap, I thought, there's no going back now.
"I think that ever since my parent's accident, I've had this hole inside of me, that something was missing," I started, my heart beating widly in my chest, "The night they died, Beckett told me to give up on you but for some reason, I just couldn't do it. I mean, it's hard. It's hard going everyday knowing that your broken and nothing is ever going to be the same, but for a breif moment, you have a spark of hope that maybe you have a chance at a fire."
He sat still. Staring at me, and I coudn't help but wonder what he saw in Reyna and every other girl that he just didn't see in me.
"Sienna I was confused," he said, biting his lip and staring at the cealing. "I broke things off with you because I couldn't bear to break your heart anymore than I already had; you didn't deserve me."
I sat shocked, trying to to gape. I was utterly confused by Chase Parker.
"Are you over me?" he asked, his blue eyes glinting in the moonlight outside of his window. I noticed that I think about his eyes a lot. How they make me feel a warm sense of home, like maybe something isn't so broken.
"No," I said confidently.
We lapsed in silence until in one swift moment, Chase moved from where he was laying and planted a kiss on my lips. I was shocked at first, but then closed my eyes.
And then the door swang open.
Chase and I pulled away faster than lightning and Mara stood wide-eyed in the doorframe.
"Oh. My. God," she said, her mouth hanging down in astonishment.
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"Don't tell mom!" Chase begged, standing up and pacing the floor.
"Calm down," Mara said rolling her eyes, "I'm not gonna tell mom Chase."
We both breathed out a sign of relief and I stood up.
"Let's shut the door all the way next time we talk?" Chase asked, smiling. I let out a small laugh nodding and went back into my room.
