Stuck Between the Two - Chapter 3

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I took a deep gasp for air as reality hit me hard. I didn't like to think about it really. But at times like this, there was really no way for me not to remember it all. I looked around the kitchen to see if anyone had noticed my complete panic attack. As far as I could tell no one was down here anymore. I sighed as flashbacks were running through my mind. Of my brother, and of Travis.

*"Mar!" Riley yelled.

"What?!" I yelled back impatiently, he had been bugging me for the past hour. It was all because stupid Travis Davidson was here. 'Get me this Mar, Mar come do this for me. Mariah come make me this.' Some times I really wish I could just strangle him.

"Come here!" I sighed and got up, leaving my room. Slamming the door behind me. I rolled my eyes as I stomped down the stairs. Good thing my parents weren't here. They hated it when I did things like that.

"What NOW?! What could you possible NEED?!" Riley had a stupid grin on his face. Travis just sat next to him on the couch and chuckled. I smirked at him and let my eyes rest back on Riley, as I glared at him.

"Wanna watch a movie with us?" Riley said grinning. What the heck? No, why would I want to watch a movie with them? Well, I was fine with watching a movie with my brother. Just not Travis. He knew I didn't like Travis. At all. He was a cocky, hard headed jock. My brother was fine without Travis around. I don't even know why they hung out at all. My brother doesn't run with that crowd necessarily. Riley's mostly well liked by everyone, but he sticks to his group of friends. His group of friends aren't the type to hang out with someone like Travis.

"No." I said annoyed with the fact that he kept bothering me with such stupid things. We were both the same age but sometimes, I swore I had a younger brother.

I walked back up the stairs but finding myself stop midway when I heard Riley sigh.

"I tried for ya' man." What the heck? Tried what? I thought to myself. I then heard Travis chuckle.

"Eh, she'll warm up to me sooner or later. Just gotta wait for the right time I guess." Wait. What is he waiting for? I was confused. I then heard Riley laugh.

"It's weird that you like my sister. It's kind of creepy man." I made a disgusted face. Ew. Just no.

"Be quiet, you said you were cool with it." Travis said. My brother said that? He said, he was cool with that bonehead liking me? Oh no. I highly doubt it. There is not a single chance I would EVER go out with someone like Travis. Ever. End of story.

All in all, that stupid conversation those two idiots just had, made me irritated. One being the fact that Travis Davidson liked me. That was just a disturbing thing to know. Way to make things even more awkward Travis. Bravo. Second, I felt kind of betrayed. Me and Riley tell each other everything. We just kind of have that relationship, like I know I can tell him anything without him judging me. To know he was hiding something from me, even if it was like 'Bro Code' or something, I didn't like it. I sighed to myself. Whatever. He would tell me sooner or later right?

Wrong. I thought to myself. To this day if I wouldn't have overheard their conversation, I would have never known that Travis would have liked me. Although why would I? Two weeks later Riley was killed in that horrific car crash, and a month after that Travis went off to college, out of state I think. I never really bothered to keep an eye on him. I was beyond caring where he went. Just as long as it was away from me. His even being around me, would bring back to many memories that I wouldn't be able to handle. So it'd be best if I just never had to see him again. Most likely I won't.

My breathing was back to normal, and right now I was just thinking back on the past. I was thinking about every good moment Riley and I had together, which honostly was a lot. I loved him. With everything in me, he was an amazing brother. Someone I could talk to all the time, and he was always there for me. He always protected me.

But I couldn't protect him. I wasn't there to help him when he needed me the most. I wasn't there when that stupid idiotic guy he called his bestfriend crashed into him. I wasn't there when he was dying. I wasn't there to hold his hand and tell him that everything would be alright. I wasn't there.

I held back the tears that were threatining to spill over. I closed my eyes just to stop myself. Stop myself from getting too overwhelmed.

My mom walked in, she was now dressed for the day, rather than in her pajamas like previously.

"Mar you okay?" She asked as I still had my head hung low and I was arched over our kitchen sink. I spun around, after I was sure there were no tears.

"Yeah I'm fine, just came in to get a drink of water." I said as I walked back outside to get the towel that I had been laying on. I came back inside and my towel was wrapped around my body.

"I'm going to go get changed back into my normal clothes. Is Daddy up?" My Mom smiled.

"Yup! We have a surprise for you too! So make sure to dress nicely." I nodded and ran back up the stairs. Hmm, I wonder what those two lovebirds were planning to do.

After I had changed into a white summer dress that fell to my knees, and sporting some gladiators, I walked downstairs to find My mom and my dad snuggled up on the couch. I rolled my eyes. They were too cute. Some day I hoped me and James could be like that. That old married couple that were just adorable. I grinned.

"Okay you all ready Mariah hun?" My dad asked. I nodded.

"Whatchya' guys planning?"

"Just follow us!" My mom said eagerly. We all hopped into my Dad's truck. We drove for about 10 minutes until we arrived at a small, cozy looking house. I hopped out looking around. Where were we?

"Honey, do you remember this place?" I shook my head, it seemed familiar, but not too much.

I looked to the front door as I saw a few people coming out. I didn't recognize them at all.

"What are we doing here?" My mom pulled me alongside her as we walked up the porch.

"Were here for a 'welcome back' party!" Huh? I was confused.

"Wait whose back?"

"Oh there's the man of the hour!" My mom squeeled as she ran to hug, the one and only. His eyes locked with mine.

"Hello Travis." I said, my tone bitter.

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