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Please stop raining. I'll give you money, all of it, if you would please stop raining. Pleaseeeeee. I gave the sky a hard glare.

At some point I would have to leave this room but right now I am never leaving this room. "Honey, they're ready." My mom said, opening my door. Nevermind, scratch that I have to go. The cinnamon rolls are calling. I jumped up,"I only leave for the rolls."

Pushing past Jasper I grabbed the first one. "Hey! Calm down they're not going anywhere." I turned glaring at him,"Shut up! I'm here to enjoy these magnificent cinnamon rolls on this rainy crappy Friday night and you will not speak until I leave this room." "Rules suck" He said. "You suck." "No actually, you do." He wiggled his eyebrows. I almost choked on the the cinnamon roll. I flipped him off,"How would you know? " He opened his mouth but my mom beat him to the punch,"No negativity. You're acting childish, both of you." Hippie mom's these days."Sorry" I sat down at the bar and stuffed my second roll in my face.
Third. Fourth. Why are they so good??? "Winter! That's your fifth!" he said my name...how long had it been? I swallowed and put the roll back onto the pan,"No...." "Yes it was! That's alot especially for you. Before, you used to only eat two." "Well I don't know why they're so damn good." I muttered. I could feel him staring at me. All of a sudden my appetite was gone and I felt sick. I got up running to the bathroom.

Throwing up sucks. Lots of things suck but throwing is something I hate the most. After I always feel disgusting and if I get the slightest glance at the chunky mess I made I feel like throwing up all over again. Okay, so throwing is now the worst. Especially when Jasper pranced into the bathroom and pulled my hair back. Fuck you Jasper.
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I gulped water as I sat on the couch next to my mom. She's watching the news and im listening to music. And Jasper...is somewhere in the house.
I turned my head staring at the street lights.Wanderlust. I sighed,this song was not helping either.
Mayday Parade -Jamie All Over. The song also gives me wanderlust just like the rain.
It wasn't fair. After this everyone at school will leave this town go to college and whatever. But I'm staying here. And my dream of traveling the world would never come true. And I'll be alone. again.
Stop thinking . Stop thinking .
I wish I could tell her. Tell my mother that it was Jasper. Tell her everything that happened that night. Tell Jasper too what happened after. But for now it's just my secret. He'd leave me anyway..

February 4th. Friday night.
I laughed as I grabbed my friend, Cally's hand.
"Come on,"She said,"Jasper's waiting. Tonight's going to be killer!"
I nodded biting my lip,"You sure I look okay?"
"Stunning. Now if you could just tell him how you feel,we'd be set." "I'm scared. Look," I was shaking,thinking about just telling him gave me anxiety.
"You can do this okay?" She stopped and turned staring into my eyes,"You can. It's time you tell him. No matter what happens you've got me okay?" I bit my lip again,nodded and smiled. "Let's do this then! Let's tell Jasper you're in love with him"
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