The Nerd

Without Me

I stand on my tippy toes giving Cash one last kiss on the lips before saying good bye and shutting the door.

"So, he's more than a boy toy?" Declan ask, sitting on the couch.

I sigh in annoyance, "Declan must you know everything?" I ask, fiddling with my leather jacket sleeve as I walk to the love seat across from him.

I was wearing my black ripped skinny jeans, white tank top, black leather jacket and my black heeled ankle booties.

I plopped down on the love seat, propping my shoes up on the coffee table.

"When it comes to you yes." Declan says, also propping his feet up across from mine.

"Declan why do you butt in, in everyone's business?" I question.

"Because I feel like it." He says shrugging and kicking my feet.

I kick his feet back and we have a footsie war.

"Well stop feeling like it." I comment, kicking his shin.

"I'll stop when I want to stop." He says, kicking my knee.

I retract my leg and bring my knee up to my face as my heel sits on the couch, "Ow! Declan that hurt." I say, rubbing my knee as I glare at him.

He leans over the coffee table and looks down at my knee.

"No blood, no foul." He says, looking at me.

I punch his shoulder and he grabs my fist, I look at my fist and look up at Declan to find him already starring at me, my breathe hitches in my throat and I tense up, Declan fills my fist tighten and rubs his thumb against my knuckles, he stares at me as I watch him bring my fist up to his mouth and kisses my knuckles.

I freeze and watch him as he leans closer to my face.

"Declan," I say softly as he looks in my eyes.

"Well are we ready to go now?" Clayton ask, as his bedroom door swings open.

Declan quickly jumps up, straightening himself out and clearing his throat as the usually glare finds its way onto his face, "About time." He comments walking to the door.

I furrow my eyebrows in frustration as I push myself up off the couch.

Declan is so confusing. One minute he hates me the next he's flirting with me and then trying to kiss me. I mean is it really that hard for him to figure out what he wants. What do I want? I've never thought of dating Declan, yeah he's an attractive human being for sure but, I've only ever seen the smart ass side to him when he's not picking fights with me. I don't want a relationship right now, I don't need one.

Clayton opens the door and we step out, walking to his car and getting in, driving off.

We pull up to the same abandon building I saw months ago. The rays of the street lights shined off the broken windows of the tall building, as the sun set, and the moon took its place.

I push open the door, stepping out onto the graveled road as a gust of winter wind blows against my face and I grip my jacket tighter around me.

A twisted, sick feeling drops in the pit of my stomach as everyone else piles out of the cars. My nerves where taking place, I've prepared for this as much as I could but, something could always go wrong theirs always that possibility.

There's also the possibility that this could be the wrong thing to do. This could and will change my life forever, in a good way or bad way I don't know. Their has to be other ways to find out about my mothers disappearance but, then again everyone else knows about as much as I know.