After I wake up, I freak out not knowing where I am until I look around. So that means that that stuff really did happen last night. I get up and look my phone. Allison, Carter, an unknown number, Nick, Zion, and Elliot all called. Elliot called the most in a total of eight times. I get up and look at the time. Dang it, I'm late for work. I run into the kitchen to leave a note, but there are some clothes for me and a note over them.
I saw you were asleep, so I didn't want to wake you. I went out to your house with your key(if you don't mind) and got your clothes. There was not a trace of humans living there! Are you sure that is your house? I got your coffee ready and I am covering your butt at work. That is a lot of work for one man. That means, hurry your butt up. Lunch is on me, Pick a place. I'm so sorry you had a bad night last night. I'm happy we talked.
~Love ya
Trevor
Aww, I really am lucky. I chuckle to myself and get ready. By the time I am ready, I realize that I have no transportation, so I take a taxi. When I arrive to to my floor in the building I see Trevor walking around crazy, he looks so busy. "Hey Trev." I call out to him. He looks up and over at me. "Oh, hey Krystal. It took you long enough. I thought I was going to the bar for lunch with this job." He says with a big smile on his face. "Thanks so much Trevor. How can I ever repay you?" I ask him. He did so much for me. "You can start by getting to work.." Trevor replies with a smirk. I run over to my desk to see what he has done. He filed some papers, printed copies of things I needed, and changed my background on the laptop to a picture of him. "Really Trevor. How do you even know my password?" I ask him. "All your passwords are the same and you know you love your background." Trevor says. I can't see him, but I sure can hear him smirking. I just feel it. I shut the door to my office and check my phone again. I decide to call the unknown number. After a couple of rings it answers.
Me "Hello?" I say into the phone.
Person on phone: "Hi." It replies back. It sounds deep, so it is a boy though it sounds vaguely familiar.
Me: "May I ask who this is?"
Person on phone: "Only if you promise not to hang up. It's Harris."
Me: "What do you want?"
Harris: I'm sorry. It's complicated. Please can we have lunch together. I will explain everything. I am so sorry. If I could take it back, I would. Please give me a chance.
Me: Fine. Meet me at Parallel.
Harris: "Okay. See you there."
Me : Yeah. See ya. Bye
I hung up in silence. What the heck just happened? If I see Harris there, I won't be leaving in a normal car. It will be
a cop car with me in the back. What was I thinking? I'll just hear what he has to say and leave, but I'm so not going alone. Who could I take with me? Duhh. "Hey Trevor. Can you do me a favor and have lunch with me at Parallel? Harris wants to talk to me." I ask Trevor. "Okay. Quick question. Is this bad Harris?" He asks. I feel the anger in his voice. "Yeah." I say softly. I look out there to see him tense. " We leave in five minutes." I tell him. He nods. I get my jacket and purse. I walk over, more like step over since he's right across from me, and knock on his door. He stands up, grabs his jacket and walks up towards me. Now we are so close, I can feel his body heat. "If he says one thing or even does one thing, I promise you that it won't turn out pretty." He whispers. I nod. He takes my hand and walks me down the stairs to his car. We ride there in silence. I step out the car and walk into the restaurant and find a seat. I sit in the inside and Trevor sits right by me on the outside of the booth. Harris comes in and spots us quickly. "Hey Krystal! Good to see you. Long time, no see." He says. "Yeah, well that's what happens when you move to a different country and get married." I respond. "Oh yeah. Is this the wonderful Elliot, I have heard about?" He asks walking over to Trevor. "No, I am not her husband, Elliot, but I am a really close friend of Krystals'." Trevor speaks up. "Like a gay best friend? Just joking." Harris says while laughing. "Is there anything wrong with gay people?" Trevor asks him like he is challenging him. "No, it just would be weird if Krystal brought a gay friend because I wouldn't want him hitting on me or anything." Harris says with a shrug. That tipped Trevor off. "First off, I am happily gay. Second of all, I wouldn't want to even think on hitting on you or anything close to you. By the way, I suggest you stop making gay jokes. They really make me want to punch you because they're not funny." Trevor snapped. He got it all out of his system. "What did you want?" I ask him taking the conversation in a new direction. "I wanted to tell you. It wasn't my fault. You think you got beat, my mom threatened me everyday that if I told she would disown me and accuse me of hitting her. She didn't love me. She loved the fact that she could have power and control. Those nights I heard you crying, I just wanted to go in there and hold you. I wanted to tell you everything was going to be all right. When we grew up, I couldn't stand even being in the house with knowing the fact of what was going on. That's why I was always out of the house. I had to take my mind off things. Hang out with friends, get high, do stupid things. I know this might seem stupid, but if you didn't notice. I loved you. One day I tried to get you out of it. You were at school and I tried to skip. I went to the house and packed up all your stuff and all my stuff and put it by the door. I went to the bathroom quickly and when I came out there she was with a murderous look in her eye. That is why I was grounded for a month. I was isolated. I went to school and came straight to my room. No technology. Sadly, I had to ask to use the restroom and eat. You didn't know this of course because you didn't care. You probably thought I was just upset about something stupid, so I isolated myself. I am so sorry for everything. I really hope you can forgive me and my mother for what we've caused." He finishes. I look him straight in the eye. "How many times did you practice that? You are so full of yourself. All this bull. You can't tell me one single true thing." I snap it all out together in one breath. "What are you talking about. This is bull? Why do you think I am here? I haven't even kissed a girl." Harris tells me getting frustrated. "Uhh, I didn't need to know that. I mean I think you're here so you can get something out of this. I don't know what, but it's something." I tell him. "Yeesh, are you blind. I haven't kissed a girl because I was saving it for you. I am here because I loved you. I still do love you. I always have and always will. I just need your forgiveness. All I think about is you. You're always on my mind. I don't know why, but I find myself thinking about those long lonely nights you were weeping. I was up wanting to hold you. I couldn't go to sleep knowing you were like that. After you fell asleep, I quickly went in there and wiped up your tears and touched your face then I quickly went into my bedroom. So there you have it." Harris is telling me. His last four sentences were like soft whispers. I look up at him in shock, anger, and disgust. I stand up and he must think I'm about to give him a hug because he sure did open his arms up. I walk up to him. "You disgust me." I tell him and walk out the door with Trevor trailing behind. We hop on the car and I drive back. I drive up and stop at the red light. It turns green so I go and I see a car coming towards my side and it's not stopping. Next all I hear is Trevor saying "Watch out" and everything goes black. I feel as if I am in heaven though the pain isn't there. I float around letting all my worries go. I think about all the people in my life and where everyone is in life. I feel as if I am a bird who is just now learning to fly, so now I use my wings to go everywhere and anywhere. I try to remember what happens, but my mind goes blank and I like it that way.
