Chapter 4-What's bothering you?

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A/N: This is Sarah up here. Enjoy;).

      As I was walking down the road that consisted of my house along with many others' I noticed two little girls playing. I heard one of the girls yell" You'll never get me,Sally!" The other girl yelled back," Oh, yes I will Ally!"

I could feel the tears coming, not just because I missed her, but because of all the good memories we had playing tag and other outdoor games like these little girls.

When I came back to reality, I realized the two girls, Sally and Ally, were staring at me like I was some monster they saw on T.V. I started walking again, even though I really didn't want to.

I arrived at the old path she and I used to always walk with our mom, took a deep breath, and walked forward. The path is very old, so old to where you can barely see the actual path because of the leaves. It has trees covering both sides of the path and at night, the only thing you can hear is wolves and the wind.

It was around 8:00 p.m. when I left the house, and now, it's almost 9:00pm. As I walked down the creepy and narrow path, I told myself that I would not let my guard down with this girl who calls herself my friend.

As I reached the ending of the path, I saw Sarah standing by the same sycamore tree that I hid behind before she died, and I felt the tears start building up. I wiped them away very carefully because of my black mascara. Once I thought I had wiped away all of the tears, I walked over to her, swallowing hard. "Look familiar?"

I was taken aback. Did she know about her? I thought that was classified information! Or that's at least what the FBI said. I knew we couldn't trust those FBI officers.

"It's ok. I did a little background info on you," she said. I was going to fulfill my promise that I made to myself, that I would NOT let my guard down with this girl.

"N-no. I don't recognize this place at all. I mean, I recognize it, but only because I used to walk this way with my mom and sister but we never really came here that much," I said. I stuttered a little, but I think I convinced her.

She pushed herself off the sycamore tree, slowly walked toward me, and hovered over me, saying" So, you don't recognize this tree right behind me?"

I stuttered," N-nope. Never seen it before." It was like she knew!

"You must miss her."She said.

I replied defensively,"Who?"It's not like she knew was it? Well, she wasn't going to find out about it from me, that's for sure.

"So you didn't hide behind this tree before your sister died?" She said it slow, almost like it was stabbing me in the back.

"No-I mean, yes. But how did you know?"

She laughed and backed up," Yea, I know some people." Then she started laughing uncontrollably again. I just smiled and looked away, like every other socially awkward girl.

Then I snapped,"What's so funny Sarah?"

She stopped laughing then.

Ha, that got her.

"Well, just the fact that you lied and stuttered. It was pretty funny."

She used to always stutter and the fact that this Sarah girl thought it was funny killed me. That's when I lost it. "Look, I don't know about you, but I don't find it funny at all. Now, you have about 5 seconds to calm down and explain yourself or I'm leaving!"

She took a deep breath. "Ok, I've calmed down. But I don't think you want to leave."

I looked at her with the" why should I even listen to you" look and she apparently got the memo and turned around. I felt so stupid when I saw him.

It was Parker Asher, or so I thought. It was pretty dark so it was hard to tell. When he stepped out of the shadows, I saw that it was him and felt so stupid! I watched him at Sponsor's Day. He looked like he was friends with a lot of people but these days, it's probably just fake.

I really like his personality, and he's pretty hot too, so I guess that's a plus. I don't really know anymore. He said,"So, how are you doing? I heard you've been having a tough time lately."

And what he said next just about killed me.

"Would you mind telling me what's bothering you?"

A/N: awwee Parker. He don't even know does he? My heart felt like Caroline's when I wrote this because I don't get a lot of attention from boys. lol it's ok tho

Bye you special Readers, for now. ;)

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