Me and Blake Weatherly

Chapter 31

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house. That don't bother me. I can take a few tears now and then and just let 'em out. I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while. Even though going on with you gone still upsets me. There are days every now and again I pretend I'm okay, but that's not what gets me. What hurts the most....was being so close. And having so much to say, and watching you walk away. And never knowing, what could've been, and not seeing that loving you...is what I was trying to do.

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Original POV: Denny

"Denny, you've been on the phone for two hours now talking with Blake," My mom stated just a few days before Christmas, "When are you going to wrap it up for the night and help me send Christmas cards to some of our dearest friends and family back in California?"

I rolled my eyes at her offer. I know it's been killing her that I've been avoiding some times with her because of my talking with Blake. But ever since we've gotten back together for good, we haven't had any problems in the relationship. Allison hasn't even been trying to get rid of me, and I guess it's because she's in some sort of helping facility in Buffalo, NY. She'll only be gone for a few months or so, but Blake's been telling me that her friends and family support her decision to help her bulimia, and she doesn't regret getting the help...even if it means being away from everyone she loves for a while. I was glad for her. I just hope that as soon as she gets back, she doesn't think she's in perfect shape to be back with Blake and then try to get rid of me again.

Okay yes, Christmas is next week on Saturday and I'm on Christmas break. I've been spending time with Blake and using all the time that I'm not with him talking on the phone with him. It's crazy...but we just can't seem to avoid each other within a certain amount of time. No one has a problem with it. I mean I know some people at school do, like the people he hangs out with, but they don't say anything in front of our faces. You know how high school is. All they do is talk crap and gossip but can't ever come clean about it to the person they seem to talk about. It's crazy, but once again, Blake's there for me to cope with it all. He's always telling me that the girls are just jealous because I'm his, and that some of the guys only talk crap because they hate him anyways. For the past couple of days, Logan's been telling me this phrase 24/7: 'Haters gonna hate'.

Which is weird for him because he's been filling Blake's head with crap about me not being with him. I guess some people change. I still wasn't talking with Elaine, and Blake's sort of okay with it. Elaine's being Elaine about it, so I don't really care. Anyway, back to reality.

"Mom, I'll help in a minute. Okay?"

Mom just gave me a look, and walked out shortly afterwards. As soon as I knew she was out of ear sight for good, I pushed my cell phone to my ear again and smiled.

"Sorry, it was just my mom. So...what were you telling me?" I asked Blake, feeling myself blushing the more and more we talked normally. I was somehow shy sometimes whenever I was around him, but since we're not talking in person, I was being extremely outgoing.

"I was saying that I'm throwing a Christmas party on Christmas Eve." I could hear the invitation and welcoming tone in his voice. Christmas Eve was next Friday and it was the perfect day to have any party. Although I knew I was invited, I couldn't help but to play stupid for just a split second.

"Can I come?" I questioned with my eyebrows raised, a small grin on my face.

Blake chuckled smoothly, "Is that supposed to be a trick question? I mean, it would make sense for me to invite my girlfriend."

My heart had lit up from the moment he dropped the GF word on me. I felt my cheeks run hot and tingly and I went quiet, not knowing what to say.

"Hey, I was wondering, after the Christmas party, I'd figure you'd want to stay a little longer afterwards. I really want to have some alone time with you."