Dude's A Lady?

Chapter Forty Three

I shook Sawyer awake and narrowly dodged his hand as he swatted for me. He groaned and cracked open one eye, and stared at me wearily. "What?" He grumbled in a groggy voice.

It had been nearly a week since we put up Christmas decorations. I thought with dad and Laura around, I would get out of my slump. Distract myself with my family and the holidays. I even spent some time chatting with my friends over the phone or through FaceTime. But nothing helped.

When I wasn't around the family, talking to the intimidation nation, or sketching designs. I was locked up in my room, with Bon Iver, playing his sweet sad songs on low. Usually I curled up in my pajamas, and stared at my bare walls, wondering and hoping.

I dreaded leaving my room and some days I couldn't force myself out of it. Some days, I'd make excuses to isolate myself. Not that I truly wanted to, but I couldn't find it in me to feign a smile or a laugh. It was hard and I realized that I was heartbroken.

I was truly and utterly broken because of one boy. Because of Blake. I knew how upset I was about Ty and I thought that hurt. But when Blake walked away, it was like hearing every goodbye I had ever heard, happen all at once.

My heart chose him, and I didn't want to fight that feeling anymore.

"I need your help." I said bluntly. "I need you to help me find Blake's house. I need to talk to him."

Sawyer yawned and stretched out his arms. "It's about time." he mumbled, throwing off his blanket and shoving his shoes on. "Let's go." he said without glancing at me, as he headed for the door.

"Wait, aren't you going to ask why I need to find him?" I furrowed my brows. Sawyer stopped and turned to me, and stared at me flatly.

"You're going to tell him that you choose him, aren't you?" he raised his eyebrow knowingly.

"You don't know that. I could go to his house and ask how the weather is. You don't know my life." I scoffed, crossing my arms. Sawyer chuckled, and threw my shoes at me. I yelped and dodged out of the way. The whole catching thing, still wasn't my forte.

"Get your shoes on, and we'll go to his place." Sawyer directed me, shuffling downstairs to start the car. I smiled and shoved on my boots and coat.

I couldn't see why I took so long to realize that Blake was the one. He was the one that made my heart race and without reason. His love wasn't the kind you'd see coming. It was like a love that lived in the shadows and when it came out, it was overwhelming. He was an overwhelming kind of love.

Without Blake, I couldn't think straight. I couldn't get out of bed, much less my room. It was a love that left you empty when it was gone. I didn't want to forget that feeling, because I didn't want to lose Blake. Not again. Not ever.

He was the one.

***

"Okay so repeat the plan, and this time please reevaluate the scaling a building part." Sawyer sneered, he had become some sort of chicken shit since I went away to school. The Sawyer I knew and loved, lived for exciting shit like this.

He's gone soft. The shame.

"It's two in the morning Saw, scaling his house is the only way I'll get his attention." I explained, "He won't pick up his phone this late, and i'm sure everyone in the house will hear his phone go off when I call. This is the only way. We're going full out, balcony scene."

"How am I going to get you up there anyway?" he asked wearily, staring at the house. I looked around and tried to find anything that could help. A tree, a vine, perhaps an escalator? But nothing was around. Then my eyes wandered over to their detached garage. I tugged on Sawyer's sleeve and dragged him to the building.