Cupid's assistant

Chapter 21

In the morning I was woken up by a small wet thing moving around on my face. I open my eyes and find the Hale's tiny dog Lulu, some how to up to the top bunk and was licking my face. I groan and sit up making Lulu stumble a little. I reach down and pet her making her pant and wag her stubby tail.

Knowing that there is no way I can go back to sleep I take a nice, long, hot shower. I then change into a pair of denim shorts, a dark blue tank top, a sheer lace top over top of it, and a sandals. I put beach spray in my hair so I can get messy beach curls. Since I had time left over I did what I rarely do- makeup.

I walk downstairs to find Mary already down there eating breakfast. "Morning sweetie, what are you doing up so early?" I ask her as I grab a bowl from the cabinet and pour myself a bowl of cereal.

"Lulu woke me up, what about you?" She asks looking up from her own bowl of cereal.

"Same. So we never really got to talk about you last night. What's been up girly?"

"Tanner is an ass hole!" She says making me jump at her harsh tone and the cuss word. She never curses, Tanner must have really done something worse than usual this time. "Pardon my French," she said apologizing for her language.

"No it's fine I am not Jane, I am not going to hit you and say language. In fact I have said way worse things myself. So what did Tanner do this time"

"Well just like you, there have been a lot of things that have happened to me that you don't know yet," she says looking guilty. "So I told you that Peter told me that he loves me, well I kinda told you that belatedly," she says and I groan and face palm. "I know, I know, I shouldn't have done that. But hey if it makes you feel any better you are the only one who knows about it. Anyway I at first I didn't say anything back, then I really started to think about it. Now whenever I am around him or his name pops up on my phone or someone says his name I can't speak, my heart is like a non stop drum solo. So one day I texted him and asked him if he meant it when he said that he loves me. He said of course, and my my heart strings started to play. I got butterflies in my stomach. I felt sick but I felt great at the same time. I told him that I love him too."

I started at her in shock. Did she just say what I think she just said? I kept listening to her words over in my head, I told him that I love him too. Does she really mean it? Is she actually in love with Peter? Or is she just saying that because she thinks that she does?

"I really do love him, Sophie. And it isn't like I'm too young to know what love is. I felt it and it felt right to say it. We are juniors in high school, I am pretty sure that at least some of us are or have been in love. Anyway a few days later he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I said no."

I was completely shocked, how can you say that you love someone then when they ask you to be their girlfriend say no? I didn't know what to say but I think she knew my thoughts just by the look on my face. She looks down at her bowl in front of her, her hair shielding her face.

"He was shocked, upset, I couldn't tell that was not the answer that he was expecting. Don't get me wrong, I really do believe that I am in love with Peter. But when he asked me, my blood ran cold. I got a horrible feeling in my stomach. I had many different flashbacks to all the different times that a guy has hurt me. I don't want to put myself in a position where I can get hurt again. Then he asked me if there was someone else, and I said no, but I don't think he believed me."

I could tell that Mary was struggling, I could tell that it hurt her to keep this in. She did it so well though, I didn't suspect a thing and I am really good at that. Maybe she should be the actress. I walked over her and wrapped my arms around her in a side hug, letting her know I am here for her and encourage her to keep talking about it. I felt her stiff muscles relax under my embrace. I shoulder length brunette hair behind her ear and saw that she has started to cry. I give her an encouraging squeeze and I see the corners of her mouth curve upward slightly. I let her go but grab hold of her hand.