Chapter 10 (I think)

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       It's now February. And Emmett leaves tonight. I honestly just don't want to think about it. I haven't tallked to Kolby since the accident, and honestly I don't want to. But at the same time, I want to know why he did what he did. I just don't understand.

     Emmett and I went to the skate park yesturday, for the last time. He said he's going to visit his non- boilogical parents every few months. I still have to get my parents on board to let me go live with him. It's not that they don't like Emmett, they just don't want me to leave them. And suggesting we all go, was a huge mistake.

    Emmett said he was going to come over to my house for a bit before he goes to the Airport. But he also said he was going to come at 6 o'clock. Yeah, it's 7:30.

     I'm standing in the kitchen right now, just hopelessly starring out the window. Emmett is the only thing on my mind. Nothing new. Then, I begin to see headlights turn into the driveway, and I look up to see Emmett on his new motorcycle. His parents (the non- boilogical ones) bought him it for his birthday which was December 16. I've been on it a few times and it's not bad.

     He hops off the black, leather seat and I quickly open the kitchen door. Before he could even come up to the doorway, I ran up and hugged him as tight as I could. He responded instantly, hugging back. I nussled my face into it's original spot on his chest. I could feel his heavy breathing on the back of my neck, occasionlly sending shivers up my spine. We stood like that for awhile.

      I was the one to break our embrace, and I just look at him. we say nothing for a moment, just staring into the others eyes. Then, I speak. Well sign.

    "No. You can't leave! I- I'm not ready!" I sign, a dramatic tear strolls it's way down my cheek.

    He steps closer, wiping the tear from my cheek.

    "I'm not leaving you, I'm just-" He pauses, searching his brain for the right thing to say. "Okay, maybe I am, but it's not forever." He signs, saddness written all over his beautiful face.

     I just stare, as he mentally prepares himslef for something. Honestly, I would be scared but I trust him. Then, he does the thing I least expect.

     "I love you" He speaks.

    A smile streaches across my tear stained face. I pull him into another hug, but it's shortly inturrupted by him pulling away.

   "I have to go." He signs slowly.

   I never thought something could possibly wipe my smile away as fast as that did.

    He began to turn to his motorcycle, leaving me speechless. I watched silently, as he put on his helmet, and backed out of our driveway. Just to hit a passing car.

   Kidding! Oh, I just love messing with you guys!

   Sorry...?

     Emmett backed out the driveway SAFETLY and drove off.

     My knees suddenly loose all their strength as I drop to the ground. The cement hits my bare knees, and I pull my sweatshirt sleeves tighter sround my arms, causing my hands to dissapear into the warm cloth.

     I sit there and sob into my hands, with no real reason to go inside. And even if I wanted to, my bones were just too weak right now.

   That is, until I feel a pair of hands on my shoulders. A spike of fear rushes through me. I quickly turn my head to see Kolby. My muscles slightly tense at his touch. He takes his hand off my shoulder, and sits beside me.


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