"So what time do you want me to leave tommorow?" she asks sitting on my bed turning on the tv.
I let out a small faint laugh. "Sage you're not leaving tommorow, or the day after that, or the day after that. You're gonna stay here till we're 20 for all I care! But I'm not letting you go back to that. I can't."
She directs her attention from me to my bed, "Why not?" she asks "Why would you want to help me after how horrible I've been to you?" she asks calmly but I KNOW Sage, and this is a serious question.
I get up from my couch and crawl up on my bed to sit across from her.
"Because seeing you... like that, was probably one of the most painful things that I've ever had to do. It was burrying my mother, or taking your new born baby and aborting it yourself. I- I can't see you like that again I'm sorry."
"BUT WHY DO YOU STILL CARE ABOUT ME?!?! HUH?! You made it pretty clear that you hated me, and you... didn't want me." she says staring daggers into my eyes.
"You're the one who said, YOURSELF, that you hated me! I have been trying to get over you! I'm not gonna lie, because seeing you with Josh made me SO sick!!" She quickly got up from the bed and ran to the window. She ran her fingers through her hair. I soon started to regret what I had said. I look down at my hands. She turns away from the window and walks back to me.
"Listen. You can talk about anything you want to talk about with me. But don't you ever talk about Josh. Alright?" she asks. Well not asks commands.
I nod my head "Okay" I say with a shaky voice.
She sighs and sits back down on my bed with me.
"I'm sorry Alex, it's just..." she looks down down and faintly smiles "Nevermind it's stupid." she says shaking her head.
I scoot even closer to her and take my hand to brush her hair out of her face. She looks up,
"Nothing that you say will ever be stupid to me, okay?" I say.
She slowly nods her head "Okay."
We look at eachother again, this time it felt different. It was like we finally broke through this barrier with one hand that had been blocking us. It felt good. We find ourselves slowly leaning in closer and closer until our noses are brushing against eachothers'. My lips are no more than a centimeter away from hers. Then all of a sudden she breathes through her nose and backs away no more than an inch, letting our foreheads rest against eachothers, but our lips and noses not as close.
"My leg hurts." she says changing topic looking down than back up at me.
This time I leave her ambrace all together getting up from the bed. "Shit. I forgot about that." I say stretching my arms and running my fingers through my curly hair.
"Lets go to Walgreens." I suggest.
"Good idea!" Sage agrees quickly.
The car ride to Walgreens was awkward. Very, very awkward. I could sense that both of us wanted to say something but were too afraid to. She just stared out of her window. What had just happened?! Did Sage and I almost kiss? No, no we didn't. How could we??! Thats ridiculous! But we almost did. But how? I mentally tell myself to shut up. It feels wierd being awkward with her considering that we had plenty of oppurtunities to be awkward with eachother but weren't. How come when we almost kiss it's like this. Maybe fate was giving us a hint that we weren't meant to be together.
When we get to the Walgreens and get inside it was like we couldn't wait to get away from eachother. But then at the same time we couldn't NOT be with eachother.
"Oh Alex?" she asks.
"Ya."
"Could you ask the pharmacist what good medicines they have for cuts while I get bandages?"
I nod my head "Sure."
The pharmacist was only about an aisle from where Sage was looking, but we still managed to walk past it together. When I arrived at the counter the pharmacist was an old man with black thinning hair and wire glasses.
"Good evening sir." he says politely "What can I help you with?"
"Hi, do you have any good medicines for cuts or gashs?" I ask.
He thinks for a moment then puts his finger up, "Yes, yes I do I can order in a cortizone for the cut, and it will be here tommorow." he suggests.
I smile. "Ya that'll work."
"Great!" he says "just wrap it tonight."
"Okay."
"Alright your total is $18.92."
I pull out my wallet and give him a 20, and he gives my change back.
"Good night." I say walking away.
"Oh! One more thing I would like to mention to ya." he says motioning me back to him.
"Yes?" I ask him.
"Your girlfriend is ABSOLUTELY beautiful!" he exclaims.
I smile "Who? Sage? Ya, she is. But she's just a friend."
"I don't know." he says teasingly waving a finger.
I laugh "Seriously, we're just friends."
"Well back in my day no one ever had "just friends" here in New York. But from my experiences I can tell that she's a good one. You might want to hold onto that one."
I nod my head several times as if I was just understanding something. "Ya I will."
"Good." he says. "So what's her name again?"
"Sage." I reply.
"Sage.... Foster?" he asks.
"Ya how did you know?" I ask.
"Well I remember when her dad got arrested. Man son, you should have seen him! Taking out girls like my boy takes out chicken." he jokes.
"Wait what?" I ask "her dad's in jail?"
He nods "Has been for 9 years now."
"Wait what did he do?" I asks urging to know more.
He shrugs "Well son, thats not really my place to tell you that kind of information. Now if she is a good friend that truly cares about you and your opinion she will tell you."
I nod "Okay."
He smiles and pats my shoulder "Night." he says. I nod back.
I walk to the aisle where Sage is. Prosessing all the information that was given to me. When I arrive she shakes a box in the air.
"Got it." she says "Ready to go?" she asks snapping me out of my thoughts.
I put a fake smile on my face "Ya."
A/N: This chapter wasn't supposed to be cute or romantic. It was supposed to show the awkward situations that Alex and Sage face while trying to rebuild their friendship. But after a while it's kind of hard to rebuild a friendship when you both don't understand what you have.
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