Some Love Story
Chapter 1
I stand as my father finally finishes speaking, tears running down his face. He's holding it together so much better than mom. The hasn't left her bed for two days now, not even to come to her son's memorial.
Its been exactly three days, two hours and seven minutes since I found my brother, Landon laying on the sidewalk, a bullet in his chest, the affect of some kid's initiation into a gang. I haven't cried, this is beyond tears, I cant feel anything. He was my best friend, mentor, parent. Now hes gone.
I watch as they lower his casket into the ground. Stupid people, he didn't want to be buried, he wanted to be cremated, but no one listens to his little sister.
If he was here we would be laughing at the ugly tux they had put him in to burial. It was all black with a gray tie. He hated boring colors.
I try to subtly look through my lashes at Ashton. Hes Landon's best friend, they've been inseparable since forever. He's also my schools best known playboy for some unknown reason, ive never seen him with a girl and I see him everyday, hes on the swim team with me, lucky me.
I quickly divert my eyes when I see his green ones meet mine, god, how long was I staring? I've had a silly little kid crush on him since I was eight.
-flashback-
"Kya! Get out of our clubhouse, we doing secret stuff! A girl cant know these things." My brother tried to get me out of their little makeshift clubhouse.
"You're only two years older! Why cant I know?" I tried to beg him to let me in.
"Because your a girl!" He yelled back at me.
"Landon, come on, let her in." Ashton gently nudged my brother to the side so I could come in. Their clubhouse was really messy, it just had a lot of food wrappers and some old toys laying around. I didn't see what was so special, but I wasn't going to say anything, I was in, thanks to Ashton.
-end of flashback-
"How you holding up Kya?" I jumped when I heard the voice I knew all too well without even looking. Ashton Was standing next to me in his suite coat and worn jeans. I laughed to myself before looking up at him. I had to bite my lip to keep from gasping. God I swear this boy somehow gets more and more attractive every time I see him. His wavy light brown hair hanging down over his beautiful eyes, hiding them from me. His perfect lips curling into a smile and I realized I hadn't answered his question.
"Uh, yeah, um I'm fine I guess. As fine as ill be." I ramble on, stumbling over my word. What the heck? How does one guy do this to me? "How About you?"
"Same." Was his short answer. I waited for something more but nothing came.
"Do we should probably go to the brunch." Everyone had already left.
"Yeah, that would probably be a good idea." he began walking towards the little church house we were having lunch.
I hurried past him and was about to walk in when I felt his hand on my elbow.
"Kya?"
"Yeah?" what was he up to?
"i know its a really bad time, but um, but I was wondering if..." he was cut of as some kids came running through the doors.
"Kya, honey? Are you planning on eating?" my dad called me from inside. I looked back over at Ashton but he was walking away, his hands in his pockets.
