Shattered But Not Broken

Chapter 8

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Dinner that night was amazing. It was like a feast. When I lived with my mom, we normally heated up something, had leftovers, or went out to eat. She was always so busy with her job that she barely ever had time to cook a full meal like this.

Richie said that the food portions were going to be big like this every night so I better have a big appetite.

Dinner lasted about an hour, so when it was about seven-thirty when we finished. Everybody listened to everybody's conversations and listened to what they had to say and I felt like family already.

Later that night, I was in my room, reading a book while listening to some music on the record player.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," I said.

Cheryl walked into my room.

"Hey, Cheryl."

"Hi," she responded, sounding like she was up to something. "Richie told me to tell you that he wants to see you. He wants to-" she put her fingers in air quotations. "-chat." She turned around and took a few steps forward. She stopped and leaned back. "He's in his... bedroom." I saw her walk back down the hall.

I got up from my bed and turned off the record player. I was getting tired so I hoped that whatever Richie needed to talk about was quick.

I made my way down the hallway and to Richie's bedroom. The sign on the door read 'CHERYL KEEP OUT'. I giggled. Yep, this was defiantly his room. I knocked on the door and entered.

Richie looked up at me. "Hey. Jessica," he said, trying to sound seductive.

I looked around the dark room and saw one small candle lit on his desk. I giggled at how lame this was. I already liked him so why was he doing this?

"What's going on?" I asked, suspicious of his actions.

"Umm... I wanted to. Umm..." He sounded nervous. He whispered silently, "kiss."

I didn't really hear him so I stepped towards him. "What? I couldn't hear you."

As I stepped closer, he leans in and we kiss. We both stood there for a second and then we got closer to each other. He put his hands on my waist and I wrap my hands around his neck.

After about thirty seconds, we broke away with a smile on both of our faces.

"That was nice," Richie said quietly.

I nodded my head in agreement. I yawned. "It's getting late," I said. "I'm gonna go to bed. Goodnight."

"Night," he said, giving me a peck on the cheek.

I left his room with a smile on my face.