Wishful Thinking [Completed]

Chapter 12

I awoke feeling warmth beside me and I cuddle even closer not willing to get up.

Wait a minute! Warm?!

I reluctantly opened my eyes to see that I was snuggling up to Caleb. My eyes widened as I stared his peaceful sleeping face and I groaned wondering how this happened!

He lazily opened his eyes glancing down at me. I watched as he opened his eyes wider than a coffee cup and he tried to pull away from me.

Key word here is tried, but I wouldn't let him.

I held onto him closing my eyes not ready for this safe, secure feeling to go away.

He chuckled softly and relaxed pulling me closer.

"My nice warm blanket!" I exclaimed as I opened my eyes to see his face.

He smiled at me and caressed my hair gently sending shivers up my body.

I couldn't remember a time when I was this close to someone. It has been way too long because I was really enjoying the warmth that was given to me. I sighed in contentment.

"I hate to break the moment, but if we don't hurry we will miss the bus," his soothing voice said making me glare at him.

He laughed and slowly pulled away and reluctantly I stood up and stretched like a cat feeling more rested than I have felt in awhile.

"I'm going to go and take a shower," I say over my shoulder as I grab my towel and head towards the bathroom.

"OK," came his soft reply from the hallway.

I tore off all my clothes and hopped in my shower almost tripping as I did. I turned the knob on and let the burning water run over my body.

What exactly happened last night?  I asked myself feeling panicked as I scrambled my brain for answers.

I relaxed when I remembered that I has told him everything.

I had told him everything!! And now I feel like I can breathe and move freely! I had been holding everything in for so long I had forgotten what it felt like to share feelings with someone. The relief was so great it made my body hum with energy because I did it. I went down the horrible, dreary, heart wenching memory lane and I released everything.

I was free from my past. I thought I had put it behind me, but now I realize that I hadn't until I talked about it with Caleb. He was so kind about it to. He sat there and listened to me without interrupting. Caleb was different. He made me feel alive even when I was not talking to him.

It was time to be me. I decided to myself.

No longer will I hide my feelings. No linger would I not speak to others. It was time for my colors to show.

With that last thought I stepped out of the stared at myself in the mirror.

My black hair seemed to be shining and my blue eyes were sparkling with something that I couldn't recognize.

I smiled at my reflection and then turning I went back to my room and began to get ready.

I pulled on a strapless black top and white cut up skinny jeans and I left my hair in its naturally curly state. When I was finished I rushed out of the room and went to the kitchen.

A delicious smell wafted to my nose making my stomach rumble in response. It was to good to be true as I walked into the kitchen to see Caleb in fresh clothes and his hair still wet, making breakfast.

"I thought a quick breakfast was a good idea," he said handing me a plate filled with eggs, bacon and toast.

"Thank you!"  I replied digging in scarfing it down as fast as I could.

"Hey! Slow down!" He exclaimed at me as he took my food and put it in a take out container, " We can eat on the way."

I nodded and held the container as I swung my backpack over my shoulder and practically ran out the door eager to begin my meal again. Caleb caught up to me and grabbed my hand forcing me to give up my chance of eating. I frowned at him with disappointment clear in my eyes, but at the same time I felt warm and secure.

He just laughed and walked faster making us arrive at our bus stop way to fast because he let my hand go so I could eat and the minute I opened the delicious smelling meal, everybody turned their heads towards us. I completely ignored them and finished my food, stuffing the container in my backpack when I was done.

The bus came rumbling down the street a few minutes later, but oddly today it seemed less dreary and sad and more like a happy rumble. It must be my imagination. Yep, I am definitely going crazy. I mean who says that a sound is different? A crazy person that's who. Wait a minute, I AM crazy....crazy happy!

Anyway, so we both loaded the bus and sat in my regular seat. I felt a little awkward at first, until Caleb grabbed my hand and held on tight. The ride was peaceful until my one and only friend (besides Caleb, but I am starting to think it might be more than friends...maybe friends with benefits? I don't even know) Jill boarded on the bus.

She looked at our joined hands with saucer eyes and quickly pushed Caleb closer to me so she could sit down.

Jill had been my friend since my freshman year, but I never actually talked to her about anything other than school work. Ever.

"So who is he and why are you holding hands?" She demanded really asking him instead of me.

But before he could answer I opened my mouth and for the first time, I told her something about me.

"His name is Caleb and he's my friend," I say confidently.

"Who the heck are you and what have you done to my friend Candy!" She screamed here eyes wide with shock.