Why We Laugh (#Wattys2018)

27. I Laughed Because Love was Blind

Hi, guys!

I am so sorry I haven't updated in a week! I have been so busy with school, and I picked up some after school activities.

I want to thank  they added this book to several of their lists. They are an amazing campaign that is transforming today's literature to portray diversity and characters that portray real people's ideals, identities, and struggles. 

I just want to say, please don't write hate messages after this chapter. In my fanfic on my other account a lot of people cursed me and others out for the ships, I chose to portray. I have yet to chose a ship for this book.

I listened to all of your guys' suggestion for ships and I tried my best to take them all into consideration.

Also, I stopped writing with Eliza's stutter, I just kept forgetting. She still has one. 

Or if you guys want I'll put it back in. I have it in when she is panicked.

Thank you guys so much!

27.

I was pleased with the movies that I stayed up all night thinking about Reece. I think I liked him. I think I liked the way he rolled his eyes and the way he talked. I think I can help him. I think I can make it better.

I think I can be his friend. His hope.

I think I could be his girlfriend.

I think I can-

I glanced out my desk window.

I was shocked with what I saw. No, I wasn't shocked. I was more like electrified by lightning that was out to get me-shocked.

No, it was not Reece's bulimic actions.

It wasn't Debbie screaming at him.

It was Eliza.

Eliza and Reece.

They were kissing.

Reece gently placed his hand on her thin shoulder and craned his head forward to lightly peck her on the lips. There was a bright smile on his face and relief in his eyes. I had never seen him so happy. He seemed blissful.

I wanted to say I was happy for Eliza. But out of all people she ended up with Reece. Why Reece? Why the only boy I ever accepted that I liked. I don't like boys easily, I don't give in to true crushes, but goddamn: I liked Reece.

And now he was making out with Eliza.

I couldn't see Eliza's face, but I assumed she was amused. Some part of me always knew she had a crush on him.

I wanted to look away, but I just couldn't.

I couldn't stop feeling sorry for myself.

I couldn't stop feeling that I should be with him.

Not even with him in specific.

I just wanted to be with someone.

I don't know why, but in the past few days, my desire for a campion flourished.

Reece would be able to be the perfect boy. I will be able to help him and watch him recover as our relationship progresses. I could be the one to help him.

I could be important.

I could mean something to someone.

And at that moment that was all I wanted.

To mean something.

Suddenly there was a shattering sound as Reece stumbled against the window, knocking over the lamp.