Six Boys and One "Nerd"

Chapter 6 - Nerds and the Music Room

Emerson's POV

I hear the door crack open and that's when I realize that someone had been out there while I was playing. Uh oh. But the person I saw stroll in is what shocked me the most. It's Miles. And he's in a wheelchair too. I couldn't believe it. Why in the world would Miles be here let alone in a wheelchair?

He slowly wheels over to me and parks right beside the chair I'm sitting in. He seems to have something on his mind or something to say but yet he remains silent.

This kinda pissed me off and so I asked, "What the hell do you want Miles, haven't you already done enough?" He glances up at me and then focuses his vision on the wall behind me before he mutters, "Look I um...I just....wanted to say...that I didn't...I didn't know you felt that way." He finally spits out and I can't believe it. After all these years he was finally starting to get it. I sigh in defeat and relax back into my seat.

My emotions unwillingly overcome me and I lay my head on his shoulder for some odd reason and begin to cry. He looked quite uncomfortable but didn't move away either. "Um, why exactly did I call you a nerd all that time ago?" He mumbles and I flashback to that day that I remember very clearly. With a shaky voice, I respond, "It was because I got my first pair of glasses that day. And when I came to school with them on, you happened to bump into me and said, "watch where you're going nerd!" and ever since the nickname stuck." "Oh" was all he said but what he did next shocked me the most.

As my head was still on his shoulder he brought his hand up and placed it around me. Then he sort of brought me into a hug and whispered into my ear, "I'm sorry."

I breathe in a very shaky breath and start to sob. I have been waiting for so many years to hear him say those two words. Sometimes the simplest phrase can affect a person in ways you can't imagine, and I realize that now. I remove my head from his shoulder and wipe most of my tears off with my shirt. I stand up and put my guitar back in its case. I make my way towards the door and before leaving I look back at Miles and say, "I'm sorry for being me."