Temporary Home

Chapter Three

I woke up and saw that my eyes were puffy and red. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I threw on a pair of skinny jeans, a college sweatshirt and put a beanie on my head. I put a little make up around my eyes so it looked as if I hadn't spent most of last night crying my eyes out.

I went downstairs and grabbed a bowl and filled it with cereal slowly. I ate slowly in silence until I saw Pat come down and smile at me. "Hey Pat! Can you take me to school early again?" I asked nervous. He looked at me confused and then nodded. I got into the car.

The ride was short and awkward. When we got to the school, I got out of the car quickly, shouting behind me, "Bye Pat! I'll get a ride home from a friend." I knew I would get questioned for that later, but I don't care. I went into the school and looked for my homeroom. It took me a while, but then I found it. I sighed and went in the classroom.

I sat in a chair and sighed. I looked around and put my head on the desk. I groaned and tried to process everything that happened yesterday. My head was running wild. So those people were my parents. How is that even possible... My parents left me a when I was born, but they looked like they were so loving. I ran my hand over the pin I found. I heard the door open but I ignored it.

I felt someone touch my shoulder and I quickly shot up in my chair. I turned back to see Brendan smiling softly at me. "Hey, you ok?" he asked me. I sighed and turned away from him. "Oh I'm fine," I said, my voice shaking. I felt his hands on my chin and he pulled my face so he could see it. My eyes were still a bit puffy and I could tell he was staring for too long.

"What's wrong Lily?" he asked as he pushed a piece of hair that had fallen in my face behind my ear. "I don't even know what's wrong anymore..." I say sadly. He wrapped his arms around me and I held him close. He was patting my back and it felt so comforting, but it didn't feel quite right.

I pulled away from him and I sighed. "Thanks for being a friend Brendan, I really need one right now," I said with a small smile. He looked at me for a moment before blurting out something truly ridiculous. "Will you go out with me?" he asked with a small smirk crawling up on his face.

"Wait, what?" I thought to myself. He couldn't have meant that, could he? Right as I was trying to find the right words to say, Milo came bursting into the room. "Thank you God," I thought to myself. I look up and saw Milo with a terrible look on his face. "Hey Milo!" Brendan said sarcastically, "Great timing buddy..." He rolled his eyes and I looked over at Milo nervously. "Can I talk to Lily alone?" he asked me. I stood up and went into the hall with Milo.

"What's up Milo?" I ask him nonchalantly. He turns to me and raised an eyebrow.

"Listen to me," he said quietly, pulling me away from the crowds, "my father has filled me in on everything and we want to help you." I looked at him awkwardly and said nervous, "And what is your father? Because I have seen your house and how would a doctor or lawyer help me? I don't even know what the problem with me? Wait, no, nothing is wrong with me so why would I want your help?"

He laughed and smiled at me, saying, "Oh, you're too silly, and my father is a detective and I want to help you." He said holding my hands, I looked up nervously at him and I felt my hands heat up. A blush crept onto my cheeks and I looked away from him, dropping my hands from his.

"It's fine, I don't need your help nor do I want it," I said trying to be confident. I bit my lip and started to walk away. His hand wrapped around my wrist and he pulled me back, saying, "Just give it some thought, ok?" I smiled and nodded at him. I went back into the room and smiled over at Brendan.