Destiny's sight

Chapter 9- Fish

When I woke up again Sunlight was still pouring through the window. I couldn't have been asleep for more than a few hours. Strangely I wasn't worried about being alone in the house of a person I met less than a week ago. I felt more at home here than I did in my actual home. I breathed in and reconised Joseph's smell, like pine trees and apples, before registering the fact that my head was resting on his chest. I attempted to pull away however his arms stayed securely around me. I frowned. I didn't want to wake him but I was having serious bladder problems right then.

Luckily I didn't have to wake him because he woke up by himself and loosened his hold on me. I don't think I had ever run that fast before. I was like Usain Bolt in that moment. Have you ever done that, turned into a freaking olympian when you need the toilet? Surely everyone has felt that way at some point. Don't even deny it people.

Luckily I located the bathroom. I... urm.. did my buisiness (awkward) and washed my hands before walking back to Joseph's room. He was sat on the bed looking confused, messy and downright adorable. I smiled at him and he ran his fingers through his messy hair. "Why did you run?" He asked, looking hurt. I realized that it must have seemed like I wanted to get away from him and blushed.

"I... urm..." I spluttered but, honestly, how do you tell the boy you may have a little crush on that your bladder was going to explode. "I had to... urm... use the bathroom..." I squeaked out while I was probably turning the same colour as a tomato. He seemed pleased that I didn't run away from him and I felt my heart do a little happy dance. What the heck? Body stop that!

He just nodded and I silently thanked the lord that he didn't comment on my blush or I would be the same colour as a fire engine by now. I bit my lip and looked down at my hands. Joseph smiled and stood up. "We should probably get oyu home." He said but he looked sad. I swear my heart was dancing. Not the appropriate time heart!

"Ok." I responded glumly and he looked confused. I guess most girls wanted to spend their sweet sixteen with their girl friends or their family. I hadn't had a family since my sister died and I never had any friends. They were all backstabbing cows who turned on me after my sister died. I used to be a bit geeky and my sister was very popular but they were just avarage so they thought if they pretended to be friends with me they would become popular because my sister would like them. In fact, they spent so much time at my house, constantly sharing gossip about which girls did what, my sister hated them. She just tolerated them because I had finally found some friends. She was always the loving, protective older sister. I felt my eyes water. Oh sugar, not the right time to think about Chelsea.

"What's up?" Joseph asked with concern lacing his words.

"I... I just..." I trailed off.

"Did I do something wrong?" He blurted out then blushed. Ohmergawd! He looked so cute.

"No!" I quickly replied.

"Then why do you look so sad?" He inquired.

"I just..." Could I tell this boy my sad story. I didn't want him to pity me or blame me like the other kids at school. I took a breath and steeled myself and opened my mouth. I could trust him. Right?