Breaking The Rules

Chpt. 56

Bree's POV:

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I sat, hand in hand with Noah, picking at my food. Somehow, I managed to loose my appetite.

"So you're going to college soon?" I swallowed the lump in my throat. Now that all of the memories, both good and bad, have came back so quickly, reality has hit me. Pretty damn hard if I'd say.

"Whenever summer ends, yes." He looked at me, I'm almost sure he could see the sadness in my eyes.

I won't see him hardly anymore, and we are just now starting to work things out.

After all of the shit that's been going on, with the rule, the accident, the memory loss, everything is just now starting to come together. We're getting along, better then ever actually.

Before we know it, summer will be gone, and so will Noah.

"I'll visit just about every weekend though, don't worry." He smiled, "it's not as bad as your picturing it to be. Heck, you can even visit me and stay for a weekend."

A smile appeared on his face, and I could tell he obviously wasn't worried about it. Worried about us. I guess that's a good thing..

"But what if your friends see me?" I questioned him, hoping he won't take that in a wrong way and get angry at me.

"Bree." He laid back against the booth, "listen.."

He gritted his teeth while setting his fork down, "I'm a lot different than I was a month ago. I don't care what anyone says about me dating you, it doesn't matter to me anymore. The rule was bullshit, and it's over anyways. That's all in the past, and plus, it's obvious that my friends like you." He said, his anger warring off. What he said helped, I'm happy he changed, for the better, I'm happy he doesn't care about the rule anymore, better yet what his friends think of me. I'm almost positive he use to be embarrassed of me, and that hurts a lot.

"You're all I care about." He said, tightening his grip onto my hand.

I nodded, trying to eat my food. I'm not hungry at all, but oh well.

"So you're staying here in Georgia with me until I go back home?" I asked, and received a nod from him.

"I can't deal with my mom, she's too much to handle." He sighed, "she's getting crazier day by day, and I'm scared for her."

"She'll be fine, don't worry." I whispered, trying to comfort him.
He was awfully quick to change the subject, eating what was was left of his food.

"Are you ready?" He asked, and I was quick to nod, if I eat anymore, I'm going to hurl.

He grabbed my hand, while leaving the money on the table.

As soon as we got into my grandpas car, he drove us back to the house.

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I plopped onto the bed, sighing from tiredness. I've been going all day.

I sunk into the foam bed, waiting for Noah to get out of the shower. He's been in there for only ten minutes, so it'll be like ten more minutes until he gets out, and I couldn't help but notice his phone laying on the side table.

It caught my attention, so I took the chance to just take a glimpse of what could possibly be in it.

I unlocked his simple passcode, revealing a picture of us from a while back. Memories flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but smile at how happy he looked..

I clicked onto his messaging, and I had a feeling I was going to find something wrong.. But it's just a feeling.

I scrolled past a few familiar names, before finding one that wasn't.

"Whose Sarah?" I asked myself, I tucked a piece of hair behind my ears.

I scrolled to the top, because there wasn't a lot of messages.

Sarah: hey, this is Noah right?

Noah: yes, who is this?

Sarah: This is Sarah Rivers, the girl at the party.

I scrolled down, not bothering to read that, but when my name came up in the conversation, it caught my eye.

Sarah: Bree Taylor, I saw you with her.

Noah: it's not like that, she's just my little sisters best friend..

Sarah: I saw you two at dinner, Noah. You're not fooling me.. What were you two doing there?

Noah: talking about Courtney, that's it. She's nothing to me.

Sarah: you promise? Because, if I find out you're cheating on me, I swear to god Noah..

Noah: babe, I'm not. I promise, I love you.

The tears in my eyes were making it hard for me to read, and maybe the phone falling from my hands to the floor was for the best.

I found myself not being able to breath, or react to what I just read. It couldn't possibly mean that he was cheating on me, could it?

He wouldn't do something like that, no..

My face red, anger taking over, I felt tears aching down my cheeks.

And all I could do was sit here, all I could do was sit here and wait on him to get out..