Regrets(book 1)

Chapter 5

A/N

Hi..I'm back.  -Ev

I started to be able to see things again. The person that was holding me. It was Amber, her face stained with tears and her hair frazzled.

It was darker than I expected, darker than when my panic attack had started.

I sat up, lifting my head from her lap.

"How long was my panic attack?" I asked.

"Long. You were out, mumbling my name...for hours." Her voice was barely audible.

Was she....Scared?

"Are you scared? Er-Were you scared?" I asked, moving so that I was sitting across from her.

"N-No! I-I was crying after Connor c-called me a bitch. I don't get scared...Baka." She looked away from me.

I chuckled a little. "Suuuuure."

She stood up and walked towards a tree.

I got up and followed after her.

She started to climb up the tree, so I did too.

She climbed to the top and looked out, staring at the fields of trees unfolding before us, as we went higher, and higher up into the tree.

I stayed branches under her, afraid if I went any higher I'd fall...Again..

She looks down at the ground beneath us and leans over, peering at our stuff still on the ground.

"Do you ever wonder what it's like to die Evan?" She said down to me.

Why is she thinking like that?!

"Wh-Wha-Why are you thinking like-" I didn't even finish before she jumped.

I bolted awake, screaming.

Someone else started to scream too. It was Amber.

She was on the grass next to me, previously asleep.

"Am-Amber! You-but-you're-what-you're ok?!" I asked, I could feel myself crying.

"Of course I am...Wh-why wouldn't I be?" She asked.

"I had a dream. You, we...We climbed a t-tree, a tall one...You went to the top and I stayed on a lower branch...You asked me if I wondered what it was like to...to die. I started to asked why you were thinking like that....I couldn't finish because you jumped off..." I said, shaking.

"...." She was silent.

"Amber?" I asked.

"I...Well..itrieditonceandonlyonceand'msososososososorry!" She blurted out.

I was immediately curious as to what else she had done.

"LIft up your sleeves. Actually, just take of your hoodie." I said.
She immediately flushed, "N-NO!"

"Why not?" I asked.

"I don't wear shirts under my hoodies." She said plainly.

I flushed and felt....weird. Something was happening to me...down..there. I swiftly took off my jacked and piled it on my lap, hiding my...reaction to that.

"Evan...Wow. A simple thing as me not wearing a shirt can make that happen?" She said.

Shit. She had seen already.

"U-Uhh..I-I-U-Um..." I stuttered and stammered.

"I could come over to your house and show you...Wh-What I've done, not the fact that I don't wear a shirt!" She said quickly.

"O-Ok."

A/N

These chapters are a mess.
A huge mess.

Enjoy!