This Boy Im With

chapter4: 21 questions

***SAME FRIDAY AFTERNOON***

RILEY'S P.O.V

  When I go into my room I take the dress off and put on a white tank top and sweatpants.  I am about to throw myself onto my bed when I hear someone knock on the door. Maybe its Blake? I run down the stairs open the door and there he is. Blake.

BLAKE'S P.O.V

I am just about to knock again, when Riley opens the door. My eyes trail down her body. She looks perfect in those sweatpants.  You can see her beautiful curves. What are you doing to me?

  "Hey." she says snapping me out of my thoughts. I look up at her and see that her gorgeous grey eyes are still bloodshot red from crying. Why was she crying in the first place?

  "Hey. Can I come in?" I ask. She moves aside to let me pass through.

  "Are your parents home?" I ask her. She shakes her head and says,

  "They are going to be away for a week or two. Work business. " I nod and take a seat on the couch and she joins me.

   "Are you okay? I saw you in tears outside and I was worried. " I say without thinking. I sound so fucking desperate right now. She picks at her nails before answering and then looks at me.

  "Yeah. I just, its complicated. But im fine now." she sits with her legs crossed and plays with her hair before talking again.

   "Anyway, wanna play something?"

  "Like what?" I ask facing her. She puts her hand on her chin and begins to think. She claps her hands and says,

   "How about 21 questions? We barely know each other so its a good game to play."

  "Ok. You first. " I say.

  "Okay... tell me your story."

 

Great.

   "Ok... well my mom died when I was 9 years-old, I lived with my drunk dad. He would spend his life at some shitty bar and come home around midnight drunk as fuck. He then started to take therapy and tried to stop drinking. It worked. At least I think it did. And then 8 years later he got married to some lady named Karen. She has a son named Christian. My stepbrother. We lived together for about a year and we hated each other, always beating the crap out of each other.  So my dad and Karen sent us here to America to get along . It didnt work so I found my aunt Kelly and she agreed to let me live with her . After about 4-5 months we moved. And that's when I met you." I cant believe I just told this beautiful stranger my story. I always build up walls and never let people in. I barely know her and she broke those walls. But im glad she did, I needed to let it all out. When I look at her she has tears in her eyes and she is biting on the inside of her cheek to not let them out.

  "Say something. " I tell her.

  "I dont know what to say other then im sorry for asking you to tell me that. I didnt know it was like that. It must have been ter....." I cut her off my pressing my finger to her lips.

  "Its ok. I am actually happy that you asked that, because I finally let it out. I never told anyone this before. I thought I needed to find the right person to tell my story to, and I did." I admit.  She looks and me and then her eyes trail down to my lips and my eyes trail down to hers. Without thinking I press my lips against hers and she grabs my hair and tugs at it. The phone rings and she pulls away immediately.

   "Where is the bathroom?" I ask her before she answers the phone.  She points to the right side of the living room and I go into the bathroom.

RILEY'S P.O.V

'Chicago Hospital' I read before answering. Why is Chicago Hospital calling here?

  "Hello?" I say through the phone.

   "Yes. is this Riley Summers?" A lady says. I am getting worried by the minute.

  "Y-yes?" I say nervously.

  "Im sorry to say this but your parents, Mia Summers and David Summers, they have died in a car crash. We wanted to inform you. Im very sorry." the lady says. At soon as those words left her mouth, I hang up and slide down the wall and feel tears running down my cheek. I get up grab a plate and slam it across the wall.

  "NOOO!! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! THEY CAN'T BE DEAD!" I yell and grab another plate and slam it across the wall. I am about to grab another one when I feel a hand hold my wrist. Blake. I drop the plate to the floor and hug him tightly.

  "Its ok. Im here, dont worry." he says. He lets go of me and cups my cheeks in his hands.

  "Are you okay?" he asks me. I shake my head and cry harder.

   "MY PARENTS ARE DEAD! THEY ARE GONE. FOREVER!" I yell and slide down the wall again crying much more harder then before. Blake sits next to me on the floor and I rest my head on his shoulder.

  "I know how you feel. I am right here. okay dont worry." he says. I hear him start to hum  to a song i believe its 'how to save a life' by the fray, and I feel myself start to fall asleep.

  BLAKE'S P.O.V

  I carry her up to her room and lay her on her bed. I am about to walk away when she grabs my hand.

  "Stay." she says

  "Always. " I say and she moves over so that I can lie down. She comes closer to me and rests her head on my chest hugging me tightly. This has been a hell of a day. I saw it in her eyes this morning and when she got the call. Her parents are gone. This is horrible, so horrible. I feel myself falling asleep thinking of the time I found out that my mother died, I felt just like her. Hurt. Lonley. Miserable.