Falling for you (a Theo James fanfic)[Editing]

Chapter 3

We all walked into the restaurant, and sat down in a booth by the window. I was sitting next to Theo, and across from Ansel. As I was looking over the menu, I suddenly was no longer hungry. I just could not get her face out of my mind. I set my menu down, grabbed my cup of water, and took a sip.

" Do you know what you are ordering?" Theo asks looking over at me from his menu, still undecided.

"I don't think I'm going to eat anything, I'm not really hungry." I say looking down at my hands in my lap.

Great, now he’ll think I’m anorexic. I thought

"Bre, you need to eat. I know that whatever happened in the car really upset you, but you can't let that stop you from eating." Theo says giving me a stern look.

All I want is my sister, but I can't have her because she is dead. I think. I feel Theo grab my hand under the table."Did I say that out loud?" I ask with a worried look on my face. Theo nods, and then squeezes my hand.

"I'm getting a grilled cheese and some fries. We can split it if you want." Theo says releasing my hand.

" Sure, I guess" I say. I look around the table to see the other three in their own conversation, not paying any attention to us. I take one last glance at them before whispering "Thank you for caring."

After we ate, we all decided to go back to Ansel and Theo's apartment. I drove this time, knowing it would stop me from having a panic attack. I dropped Summer back off at our hotel because she was jet lagged, and then Theo directed me to their apartment.

When we pulled up to the parking lot in their apartment complex, Theo asked me " If you don’t mind me asking,What happened to your sister?"

I look at him before taking a deep breath. " She was killed in a car accident when she was Ten and I was Eight. Our mom turned around to grab my water bottle from the floor when we were hit by oncoming traffic. They hit the passenger door, and killed my sister instantly. Both of my parents blame me for her dying, and I do too. I was kicked out of the house the day I turned Eighteen by my Alcoholic mother. My dad OD when I was Fifteen. They beat me and Ansel daily; all because of me and a stupid water bottle." I had no clue why I had opened up to him like that, but I felt like I could trust him. I didn't even notice I was crying until I felt Theo reach over and wipe away my tears.

"I'm sorry Bre, nobody should have to go through that." he says embracing me through the center console.

“They told me so many times that it was my fault. That I was a mistake. That I was a screw up. That I was better off dead, but I they were doing me a favor by keeping me alive. That I began to believe them” I let a few more tears fall and then I pull away and step out of the car. Theo steps out of the car as well, and walks over to the front of the car where I was.

He leads me in silence to their apartment, and he finally speaks as we get to the door. " I know this is probably the worst possible moment to ask this, but would you like to go on a date with me sometime?"

I look at him, smile and say "I would love to."