Don't Forget Me When You're Famous

Don't Forget Me When You're Famous [Chapter 11]

Chapter 11

Kale

I fidgeted uncomfortably at the kitchen table of Heidi's house. Her mother kept glancing from me, to Heidi, and back, clearly suspecting something was going on between the two of us. She couldn't have been more wrong. Still, when Heidi smiled at me over the dessert cake, I couldn't help but smile back. She was always so bubbly, even if it was annoying at times. And she was a friend, as concerned about Honey as I was.

"So, Kale," Heidi's mother, Claudia Green, began, interrupting our smiles with raised eyebrows. "Have you heard anything from Honey lately? Heidi was just saying earlier how she and Honey hadn't spoken in a while."

I quite literally felt the smile fall from my face. "No ma'am. I haven't heard anything," I lied. From the corner of my eye I saw my mom's lips press into a thin line.

"Strange," Claudia said. "I thought you two were attached at the hip!" she laughed out loud before Heidi cut in.

"Mom, I think you left the burgers on too long." Heidi said, nodding towards the grill. Her mom jumped up and ran across the backyard, effectively ending that conversation.

"So, Heidi," my mom took a deep breath and smiled at the blonde girl. "I heard you were volunteering at the orphanage?"

Heidi blushed and smiled. "Yes ma'am. On Tuesdays and Thursdays."

"That's very nice of you, to take the time, I mean. And please," my mother touched Heidi's hand. "Call me Karen." My mother smiled at me, and threw herself back into the conversation with Heidi. I sat back and watched the two of them talk, my thoughts straying to Honey. I felt a tug in my stomach, right below my chest. Honey and I called it the 'Worry Muscle' because it always ached in the presence of worry. Right now, it throbbed. I was very worried. Honey and I didn't leave our fights unresolved. I just didn't understand the way she was acting. It was... not like her. And it wasn't that she was letting fame get to her head... yet. It was that she had never had a real boyfriend. She was letting Wes get to her head. And I swear if he touched her... I felt my hands clenching into fists.

"I think I'm going to go home, Mom," I said, looking up at the darkening sky. The air was cooling, and soft breezes raised goose bumps on my arms. Honey would be putting on my jacket at this point, if she were here. I offered Heidi a smile and thanked her mother for the invitation, and then I left.

I didn't go straight home. I walked along the beach for a while, watching the waves crash into the sand. The air was cool with sand and salt. It reminded me of this quote Honey had doodled again and again on all of my notebooks:

The ocean never stops kissing the shore, no matter how many times it gets sent away.

For the longest time, I'd been her anchor. And I'd always believed that I could be her ocean, no matter how many times she sent me away. And it dawned on me, not quite for the first time, that maybe she didn't want an ocean. Or rather, maybe she didn't want me to be her ocean. I bit my lip as my Worry Muscle tightened.

It was hard to believe that she would be the type of girl to ignore the guy who's been there for her forever, and then chase the guy she's known for a week. I didn't know what the hell was going on with her, but I intended to find out.

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Alright, so kind of slow, but I'm getting back into the swing of things. Haha yes, that was more than a week which makes me a liar, but I think I'm figuring out the direction I want this story to go, so I'm hoping I can update a few more times before school starts :). I promise the next chapter will be much more interesting! Thanks for reading, and if you want to comment, well, that'd be great. Thanks for reading, if you've stuck with it this long, and thanks for reading if you just started and stayed with it this far ;)

-Makaila