The Boy With Green Eyes

Chapter 14: Unconditionally

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The next few days passed in a blur. I wasn't very responsive to anyone, unfortunately for my friends. Tom was just constantly concerned and Amity kept doing or saying ridiculous things to try and get me to react. Props to them, they did try very hard. I just couldn't get the image of Oliver out of my head. Lying there, so helpless, almost forgotten. I was currently at school on a Thursday, wearing an old shirt with an owl on the front and ratty denim shorts. Combine that with ugg boots and a messy bun on top of my head; you didn't have the most appealing looking girl. Not that I really cared. Visiting the hospital had given me some perspective on what really mattered in life. Friends counted in that, so I did feel kinda bad about shutting them out. A weekend with them was probably in order.

The one thing that snapped me out of it that Thursday afternoon was Jake. Brody's little bro. He approached me, head held higher than last time and voice louder too. He really did look like a mini Brody. He came and asked about the next mentor session. Recalling that I was supposed to be involved in that, I jumped out of my almost week long daze. Tom and Ames nearly had a heart attack.

"How's tomorrow afternoon? You can come over to my house if you like. Mum said she'd provide food." I laughed lightly and grinned at the little guy. Ok, he was like fifteen, but I was on the verge of eighteen, he was little to me. He hadn't even hit his growth spurt yet.

"Sure thing Jake. I'll be there at four?" I was so happy to hear the confidence in his voice as he initiated everything.

"Yup, sounds great Terrie. See ya round!" He took off, running away to I don't know where. But I was astounded at how far he'd already come since our first hang out. Leaps and bounds. Tom and Ames stared at me, gobsmacked that I'd said some words. Once Amity snapped out of it, she whacked me in the head. Cringing at the pain, damn that girl could hit, I brought my hand up to cover the spot she hit.

"You wouldn't talk to us, but you talk to that little dweeb?!" Safe to say, she was pissed.

"Don't call him that. You don't know him. He's a good kid," I defended.

"Whatever." She crossed her arms and sat back down.

"Look, I'm really sorry I've been so absent this week. A lot's been happening." Understatement of the year. Amity still looked unhappy with my response, so I told her about my plan to hang out with them this weekend.

"Ames, how about I spend the weekend at yours and we can hang out? That way I won't be getting distracted by my own house or whatever. And we can go shopping and watch movies and eat shit!"

I knew I was winning her over because she had a small smirk on her face at the idea.

Uncrossing her arms, she threw them up in defeat, "Ugh, fine, let's do it. Tom, you can come shopping, but no staying over, I need a girls night!" And she was right. I needed a girls night too. Too many boys around, including ones that she couldn't see.