"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else."
― C. S. Lewis
bade
"So do you want to try at it again?" Bree asked me that Saturday morning. We sat in a booth at a diner.
She looked like she'd been crying, or she may have been hungover. Her hair was pretty messy and tangled looking. I wanted to ask what was up with her zombie bride look. But decided against it.
"Try again at what? Our relationship?" I questioned, taking a sip of my coffee. I was feeling a little under the weather, and I really wanted to see where Solaris had gone.
All Lars told me was, "She left man. She didn't tell me to tell you anything. I'm sorry..."
She just disappeared.
Bree shifted around in the booth uncomfortably. She nodded. "Yeah...I don't think I gave you a chance. I jumped to conclusions, and I thought you hadn't given a crap about our relationship...I was wrong." She touched my hand.
I'd been messing with the silverware on the table. "Do you want to give it another shot?" She said to me, with a hint of desperation.
"But you told me I changed. What if I really have changed?" I murmured looking out the window.
Today was sunny, and lot brighter than I actually felt. Solaris just had to up and leave, did she?
Why?
"Bade, I was being stupid and controlling. I'm able to accept you for who you are now." Bree smiled warmly, and gave my hand a small squeeze.
I frowned, and shook my head. I stood up from the booth, and threw some money down on the table. "I gotta go. I need to think."
She looked at me with surprise and nodded her head slowly. "Okay, sure."
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I walked to Warner High's track, which was where the football field was.
Due to school being let out in time for summer, nobody was at school except for the custodians, and anybody else who was supposed to maintain the school.
I sat down on the track, and didn't do anything.
I just sat there, and after about a minute. I thought back to when my interest was towards track, and when it meant the absolute world to me.
The medals I received was something I once cherished and gave to my dad, but now the medals were just things. Things I didn't really hold dear to me. Another buddy of mine, David Jones could be the school's only track star.
I needed to do something else. Something worth doing.
What was it?
I didn't know.
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I sat at the counter, chewing on the roast my step mom Jane cooked.
My shift at Cy's would be starting in an hour.
"Bade, where were you all night?" Bridgette asked me. She grabbed another piece of steak from the pan that sat on counter between us.
"I was at Lars."
She looked as if she was expecting this answer. "Did you guys see the fireworks down by the park?"
"Yeah, I was there actually."
Bridgette looked as though she were confused. She pointed at me. "I didn't see you. I'd watched the fireworks with Cyan and Serena. We were at the park, where the picnic tables are."
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Bade + Solaris | ✔
Short Story[COMPLETED] Solaris Monroe loved the moon. Bade Sommers loved to run, track. At school they were people who never seemed to cross paths. She knew who he was, and in some weird way, he knew who she was. But they both didn't know that. On the last day...
