Letting Go Is Easier Said Than Done (An Original Story)

Chapter 71

After school...

 Derek and I linger around for a few minutes because neither of us has to take the bus home today. You can probably tell from my tone that I hate riding the bus. Well you are correct. All riding the bus amounts to is dealing with a bunch of noise pollution that not even music can tune out. I'm happy to linger around with Derek for a few minutes because I'm hoping that he'll tell a bit about what's been going on with him. I don't need to know every detail, but I do deserve an explanation of sorts. 

   I fold my arms across my chest in a sassy way that causes Derek to scowl slightly. "So tell me, why exactly are we still in this prison?" He chuckles nervously. "I-I wanted to explain to you about what's been going on with me." My facial expression softens. "I'd like that." He nods and begins talking. "My parents have been arguing A LOT lately about anything and everything. They haven't been happy for awhile, but when they pulled me into the living room two days ago to have a "talk", they told me that they're filing for divorce. Instead of handling my anger properly, I took it out on you, which was completely and horribly wrong. Again I'm so sorry baby." 

   He looks at me with tears in his eyes. I put a hand to his face and gently cup it. "It's okay. As I said before, I forgive you. Are you okay Derek? Answer truthfully." Derek breathes a heavy sigh. "No, but I want to be." I wrap an arm around him, kiss him on the cheek, and kiss him on the lips. "I'm here for you. You know that right?" He nods into the crook of my neck. "God Myra, I was fool to push you away like that. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." A dark blush takes over my face. "I love you Myra." A smile then creeps its way onto my face. "I love you too Derek." 

   A moment of silence passes before I decided to be the one to break it. "Do you have any homework today Derek?" "No, do you?" I clap my hands together while grinning. "Not at all. Let's do something fun." He finally begins to brighten up. "Could we go rollerskating?" I grab his hand and pull him towards the exit of the school. "We can definitely go rollerskating."

At the roller rink...

 My dad was good enough to drop us off for a few hours. I'm glad that I can do this for Derek. He was so open and honest about his parents filing for divorce that I can tell that it's bothering him as well as that his apologies were sincere. Parents getting a divorce sucks, but it isn't the end of the world. I'm sure that whatever parent of his that moves out of the house (my guess is his father), that they will move to another place in the area. Well at least I hope that's the case. I'm usually right most of the time, but like everyone else, I can be wrong from time to time. 

That night...

 My dad and I take Derek home from the roller skating rink. As we pull up to his house, I get out of the car quickly along with Derek, though he makes sure to thank my dad for the ride. Derek and I take a moment to say our goodbyes for the night. I envelop him in a tight hug. "If you need anything, text or call me, okay?" He nods into the crook of my neck once more while hugging me equally as tight. We share a passionate kiss before he heads inside and I get back in the car. For the rest of the night, I continue to think and worry about Derek, even in my dreams.