Impossible Possibilities

◥ ▶ twenty four ◀ ◤

"Love in pencil is safer than love in life." - Faking Normal, Courtney Stevens

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Chapter 24:

The light from the moon that seemed to mask it self by the passing minute, sashayed down the dark skies in the prettiest shades of midnight blue.

I stared at him, not quite believing the situation at hand. Me, and him, closely embraced in each other in waist deep soft rattling water.

I don't know if it was me or the alcohol but despite the vulnerability on his face, I had the deep urge to laugh. I couldn't hold it back and as soon as I let out the first cackle, his face changed. His dark eyes took on even more brood while his jaw clenched and he studied me with narrowed eyes.

I wanted to stop laughing, but I couldn't. It was like laughter vomit. I clutched my knees and felt the worst kind of pity in the bottom of my stomach. He was so close to kissing me, and I ruined it. I felt bad, more for myself than him.

When I finally finished the hysteria and looked up, he was turned towards the open sea with his arms crossed; in deep thought.

I felt dizzy for a second and almost lost my balance, the strong current taunting me. For the split second of panic, I tried to hold onto water as if that would save me from falling. Kris' attention snapped towards me with widened eyes and he instantly gripped my hand. I used the leverage to mount my toes into the deep wet sand.

I didn't know what to say or do, so I just stared and he seemed to understand because he lowered his gaze and turned around to walk away before I could apologize for the laughter or say something.

It dawned on me that me and Kris' hadn't shared even a single, real conversation. Ever.

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Delilah let out a squeak as we streamed down lake shore drive. There were cars but not the usual Chicago traffic, it was close to midnight and I'm supposed to feel alive and magical but I didn't. Something rotten pulled at my feelings.

Delilah had her window rolled down in the passenger seat, screaming as the air hit her face.

The radio mixing in with the sound of the air blasting through the car. I adored moments like these but nothing seemed to make up for what happened earlier at the bonfire.

The beer was long gone from my system. After Kris had left, I stayed at the water until Delilah and Ace found me. From there, we got into Ace's car and Delilah drank more and Ace stayed sober.

It was a sunday night/almost monday morning and we'd all be getting fat reality checks soon. Who throws a party on a Sunday?

I hit my head back against the car seat, wanting to forget Kris so badly.

I was getting really sleepy but we had about an hour of driving till we got home.

I thought about the coming week, It'll be a pain in the ass but I'm prepared. Me and Delilah will skip school and sleep in on Monday and I'll go home once mom and hopefully; dad, get home and start my week on Tuesday. Spring break starts on Friday so Thursday will be the last day of school before break and I'm going to spend it sleeping after I get home and get through the rest of the week as normal. Like I did with my boring days before Kris started mattering, before Jaiden took interest in me.

Then, it was only school and my books and sleep and once again, everything will go back to normal. Lately, my routine seemed to waver and I just wanted to feel numb. Frozen and grounded.