Shadow lives.

Chapter.29

Richie is leaving today😔. My first thought of the day today is that he is leaving. Richie is still asleep, I'm in the kitchen. I mean it is only 6:30 am. He's usually up by now but whatever. What's gonna happen at school if people see us? Our friends, what are they gonna think? Oh god.
"Morning girly".
"Hi Celeste". I waved and smiled.
"Are you ok"? How did she...?
"Yeah". She gave me a look.
"No". I looked down.
"What happened"? She asked.
"Richie has to leave today". Celeste hugged me. Then we broke apart.
"I'm sorry, but it won't be that bad you can hangout with him".
"No i can't, he's going on vacation".
"Oh, well you have other friends and me"! She smiled.
"Yeah"! I smiled. I saw Richie come into the kitchen, he kissed me on the cheek and greeted Celeste.
"Whys everyone so quiet"? He asked while getting a cup of orange juice and started to drink it.
"Did you seriously forget"?
"Sweetheart it's not our anniversary or either of our birthdays". Celeste started laughing a little, I just stood there with my mouth open.
"Um Richie".
"What's up"? He was drinking his juice again.
"Your leaving today". He did one of those spit takes, ew.
"Ew". Celeste and I started laughing.
"I'm leaving today"?!
"Yes". I was still laughing a little.
"Ugh why"?! He sounded like a baby.
"Can you clean up the orange juice you spit everywhere".
"Do I have to"?
"It wasn't a question, it was a command".
"Yes ma'am". He rolled his eyes. Celeste and I went to the living room.
"I thought you were sad"? She whispered in my ear. The word couldn't describe how I was feeling.
"I am but whatever I don't really want to talk about it right now". We started talking in regular tone.
"So that spit take". We started laughing. Then Richie came in, and went next to me.
"So what are we talking about"? He asked while putting his arm around me.
"We were just talking about how you have to pack". I said while pointing to my room.
"Ughhh now"?
"Yes".
"Ok boss". I gave him a kiss on the cheek and he went up stairs.
"Why are you pushing him away"? Celeste was looking at me sort of mad and confused.
"I'm not he has to pack".
"Don't make him "pack" for too long or else he'll be gone before you know it".
"Your right".
"I know, call me when he leaves".
"Ok, bye".
"Byeee". I went up the stairs to see Richie, and he was trying to fold his clothes. Key word "trying"😂
"You don't know how to fold clothes"? He faced me and I was smiling.
"No I don't, please help me"! I giggled. I started folding his clothes and putting them in his suitcase.
"What would you do if I didn't help you"?
"I would have a pile of very messed up clothes". We laughed.
"So where's Celeste"? He asked standing there watching me fold.
"She had to go but she's gonna be here to say goodbye".
"Cool". After about 20 minutes we... wait no, I was done folding.
"Thank you messiah". He bowed, I giggled.
"Your welcome village idiot". I bowed.
"Hey I'm may be an idiot but I'm not a village, wait". I started laughing.
"Smart". I said while he tried to think of what he just said.
"You know this village idiot is good at one thing". He had an evil smirk.
"What would that be, the messiah wishes to know".
"Tickling". He started tickling me, I was laughing so hard.
"Guards"! I yelled.
"Even they can't help you now". He let me go eventually.
"I want Mexican food". He said.
"Random". We went down stairs and into the living room.
"So what do you want to do"? He asked while leaning against the wall.
"You can choose".
"Alright how about we... start a book club"?
"What"? He's so weird 😂
"Well we will have something to text about when I'm away". Fake smile.
"Yeah sure". I said.
"Ladies choice on the book". I went over to the book shelf. Hmm, ooooh The skin I'm in!!
"I got it"! I handed him his copy of the book.
"The skin I'm in"? He rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, it's so good. And plus you said I could pick". I smiled he just looked at the book weird.
"Whatever, let's just make a plan like every day we read a certain amount of pages or something"?
"Ok, each night well read 3 chapters"?
"Oui".
"That a yes"?
"Sure". He rolled his eyes again. I hugged him.
"Yay literature"! I said, we broke apart.
"Don't say that again". We laughed. His phone buzzed.
"My moms here".