I suddenly woke up woke up with a jerk, flailing my arms. It was strange that that was the best sleep I have had in weeks, and it was in a car.
I opened my eyes to see the car door ajar. I almost fell out because I was leaning on the door when I was asleep. All of my attempts at grabbing on to the chair or the divider failed as I fell on the concrete. I landed with a thud hitting my head and scraping my back.
"Oh my god, Charolett are you okay?" He says bending over to help me up. He knelt down to my level as I sat up. Why did I always have to be so clumsy? I swear it will be the death of me.
"Yea I'm okay." I say almost sure that was true. I didn't fall that hard.
As I stood up he grabbed onto my waist with one hand and under my elbow with the other to help me stand. There was still a thick layer of clothing covering both spots. But is still sent shivers through me. God, please let him not notice. I'd prefer I not be any more embarrassed.
I stood completely still. So obviously he had noticed my state of shock. It was confirmed when he smirked at me and stared at my face with amusement. I could tell with ought a doubt that my face was turning pink. I wanted so much to just smack that smirk off his face. But I am a coward, so that ain't gonna happen.
After standing there for what seemed like forever we started to walk inside. When he opened the door for him he opened the door for me and yelled out "Mom! Dad! I'm home!" Really loud.
I looked at the interior of the house, and it was absolutely beautiful. It is a two story Victorian style house. The bottom floor from what I can see has a kitchen, dining room, living room, bathroom, and laundry room. I assume the bedrooms are upstairs.
Just as I was looking around I saw two people come down the stairs. They were Andrew's parents. The woman has dark brown hair and her eyes were electric blue, like Andrew's. His dad had green eyes with jet black hair. I could not put my finger on it. But they seemed so familiar. Where had I seen them....
"Charolett!" The mother said when I walked toward them.
"How did you know my name?" I said, confusion evident in my tone.
"Oh.... Umm" all three of their faces went blank. I am getting a bit worried now.
"It is... Um... That... ANDREW! Yea, he talks about you.... A lot! Yea." She said. I could tell she was lying. But the question is why?
I know them. I have to know them. Something about them was so.... comfortable. It was like I could talk to them even though we just met. As though I knew them better than my head would let me.
Then it hit me.
"Um, maybe we should go upstairs." Andrew said. I looked at him and nodded.
As we walked up the stairs I heard his parents whispering. I knew it was about me. But, God, do I wish I could remember how I know them.
We walked up to his room and he shut the door behind him. His room was a dark blue throughout the walls and he had a black bed and blankets. He also had a black tv stand, with a tv on it, and a small night stand next to his bed with a white lamp on it.
"Sorry about them..." He said. "I know they can be a bit weird sometimes". At this I kind of expected him to ask about my parents, but he didn't. I am very glad that he didn't. I didn't want to have to talk about them. It was too hard.
Just then my phone started to ring. It was my brother Charlie. I answered the phone not knowing why he would call right now.
"Hello?" I said, awaiting a response.
"CHAROLETT!? Where are you!?"he yelled so loud that Andrew could hear.
"I'm at a friends house. Why? What's wrong?" I said. My heart immediately speeding up, worrying that something bad happened.
"You have a doctors appointment at 4! It is 3:30!!! I need you to get home now so we won't be late!" He said, worry was weaved all through his words.
"Okay, I'll be there in five minutes" and with that I hung up. I looked at Andrew who was preoccupied by the tv he had in his room which was on a weird show I didn't know of.
"Hey, can you take me home?" I asked Andrew.
"Yea, why?" He replied.
"Just family stuff" was all I said. I liked Andrew. But I wasn't gonna share my family problems with him just yet. I feel like I don't know him well enough yet.
"Okay!" And with that we walked out of his room and down the stairs.
When his mother saw us coming down she quickly turned away from us and was obviously rubbing her eyes, meanwhile her husband was rubbing circles on her back. She then turned back around after she rubbed her eyes and her eyes were pink and puffy, making it obvious that she was crying.
Why was she crying?
I said in my head. Or so I thought...
"What was that dear?" She said.
Crap.
"Oh, nothing. Just that Andrew was gonna take me home." I replied as a cover up.
"So soon?"
"Yea, I have to get home to my brother" and with that we bid our farewells and got into Andrew's car and he drove me to my house. We didn't talk the whole way there. And it wasn't till he dropped me off and was driving away that I realized....
I didn't tell him where I lived.
Hey fam! Sorry for the late update. I know it took a while. But I have been really busy. And I am leaving for Corpus Christi tomorrow night. So I won't be able to write for a few days. But I promise that I will update as many times as I can until then.
I will probably update again tonight, but don't hold me to that.
I love y'all!😍
(Ps!!!! I now have almost twice as many reads and I am dying! Thank y'all so much for reading!!!!)
