Teaching the Blind Boy to Love Again

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

asher

I thought over what Tyler had just explained to me. What did happen to her? Something had to, obviously.

I looked over to where she was sitting. And at the moment, I did something I thought I never, ever, would do again.

I reached over, and hugged her. I hugged Tyler.

"I don't know what happened to you, and you don't know, just yet, the full story behind me, but all I know is that in this moment it doesn't matter. We both cannot fathom into words what we are, or what we did experience, but we do have each other," I murmured into her shoulder as she hugged me back.

"Someday."

And she was right. Someday, we both would know each other's darkest secrets, but right now, we both just needed consoling.

"You aren't as terrible as you think you are," she said as we pulled away, "You're still adjusting, accepting what happened to you and what happens next. I can see...you are a good person."

"I'm sorry," I admitted, "I haven't acted that civil towards you. Can we start over? I really just need a friend."

"I forgive you. I understand your behavior, and there is no need to apologize for it."

I nodded.

"Can I ask you something?" Tyler asked.

I once again nodded, and gave her a small reassuring smile.

"Do you still keep contact with friends back home?"

I frowned once she asked the question.

"Um, no," I answered, looking the other way. I didn't want to tell her too much just yet.

"Hey, come on," she said, standing up.

I stood up too and she grabbed my hand, interlocking our fingers.

I don't think she meant that as more than a friendly gesture. Right?

"Where are we going?"

"To have some fun!"

As she said that, I could feel her arm tugging mine as we went into a sprint. I could feel grass...and flowers?

We continued to run like maniacs together until eventually we both were too tired, from either running or laughing, I don't know. We collapsed, and she pulled me down with her.

"That...felt...good," Tyler laughed. Her laugh was something else.

It was music to my ears.

"So, tell me more about yourself, Tyler Crow," I spoke, after we had finally calmed ourselves.

"Okay. Well, you know the basics... But, I live with my mom and older brother. He's a freshman in college, so we don't see each other a lot, but we have a good relationship," she started. I didn't ask about her dad, though, it sounds like she was skipping it on purpose,

"I have a dog. She's a Jack Russell and her name is Crayon."

"Crayon?" I mused.

"Yeah. It's another one of those 'I was eight and picked my favoritest utensil in the world' stories."

"Favorite utensil in the world?" I asked before breaking down into hysterics.

She chuckled and responded, "Hey! I had a huge imagination when I was young!"

But she soon started laughing with me, too.

It feels insanely good to laugh. I don't know why, but I guess after not doing so for a couple of months, it feels good.

"Okay, well I live with my mom and dad. No siblings. And no crayons."

"Shut up."

"Not possible."

"Is too."

"No, I'm afraid it's not, Tyler Crow."

"I'm afraid it is, Asher Smith."

"Don't poke me."

"Don't talk, then."

"I'm still talking!"

"Hey, Asher?"

"Yeah?"

"If you don't shut up, I'll poke you again."

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We headed home after it got dark. My side really hurts now. Tyler doesn't kid with her poking, apparently.

"I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?" Tyler asked as we pulled up in front of my house.

"Yeah. Tyler?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks...for today. I enjoyed it."

"I did too Asher."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I smiled and went up to my door. Once I got inside, I went into the kitchen where my mom was cooking.

I walked up to her and kissed her cheek.

"Hi mom."

"Oh, hey Asher. Where have you been?" she asked, kind of shocked.

Probably from my unusual cheeriness.

"Tyler and I were just hanging out," I smiled remembering the day's events.

"As...friends?"

"Yep."

She came over and hugged me.

"I'm so glad you have a friend sweetie."

"Me too, Mom."

"Okay, well go get cleaned up for dinner."

I nodded and walked up the stairs, in an extremely good mood.

I can change.

A/N: So Asher has a friend? Yay or nay?(: What do you think they are both hiding?

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Sincerely,

k.l.