Nicholas Brethwell

Chapter 6

I stuck my head out slightly of my chair to check what was going on in the other room and  I noticed Shaun and Gen had disappeared, no sign of them at all. I hadn't seen them for an hour or even more. I wasn't worried as they were graduating this year and they could do what they want, not that I think they were doing anything wrong.

After everybody had eaten they all came and dumped their plates in the sink and me being the person I am, I had to start cleaning up. I stood up from my chair and walked over, pushed my sleeves up and starting putting the dishes on top of each other. Oh, my sleeves were pushed up and you could see the scratches. I was so used to not worrying as my mom works until four everyday and goes straight to her second job and gets home at seven and by that time I had already washed the dishes so I was so immune to worrying about my scars at home. Home? Why did I just say home, the Brethwell's house isn't my home, although I wish it was. Nick walked over to me and smirked,

"What are you doing Duke?"

"Duke?" I said while lifting an eyebrow and smiling.

"Yes, everyone else calls you Farrar so I'm going to be different and call you Duke."

I looked at him blankly.

"It's your surname moron!"

"I know but you're so strange" I replied while laughing really hard.

"Strange good or strange bad?"

"I'm not sure but definitely funny strange Brethwell."

"Brethwell?" He said while smirking.

"Yes, now it's fair." I said giggling.

I turned around and carried on sorting out plates.

"You still haven't answered you know." He said while leaning his elbows next to the sink and looking up at me smiling. I looked down into his eyes, they were glistening from the light but wow, if I had to choose one thing to see for the rest of my life it would be his eyes, and if I had to die right now, I would die happily. His eyes could cure diseases and world wars. My god they could even cure the most broken heart. Too bad they weren't there when I needed them most and they were closed and sealed up in a shiny black box put into the ground.

"I'm cleaning the dishes Brethwell."

"Why?" He said while moving his head in between his arms and laughing. You could tell with Nick when he was fake and when it was real and that laugh, at that moment could not get more genuine.

"Because they are dirty, duh" I said giggling and searching for the soap and sponge.

"Yes well duh but you know we do have a helper who's coming tomorrow?"

"Well then she'll have less to do tomorrow." I say while attempting to smirk.

He giggled too and decided to stuck his hands in the sink with mine and help. Our hands kept touching and he kept smiling when they did.

We were down to the last few forks when he looked at me and smiled.

My mind started running out of control, as it does a lot and I started wondering wether I would be lucky enough to get a goodnight kiss, or even just a kiss.

At the time I met Nick, I was still trying to find myself, trying to figure out what to do with my life, I was lost. My dad was a high class business man who was rich, and even though his first marriage didn't work out, he remarried and now lives in a huge house with Claudia, who he married about 3 years ago and she's only 5 years older than me. I didn't even bother to attend their wedding because at the time I was 13 and I was still thinking that my parents would get back together, I was being unrealistic. I just faked a stomach flu and he didn't bother to ask anymore details after that, which I'm thankful for.

As I got to the last fork, I decided that a good move would be to splash some water on him, and so I followed my instincts and splashed him and before I knew it, we were in a serious splashing war.

I leaned further into the sink to get more water to attack with, but I moved my foot and I spoiled on a puddle of water on the floor and fell - for the second time in one night right onto the floor, and Nick being Nick, decided to help me with the embarrassment and sit on the floor with me. We were looking straight into each other's eyes, and I don't know if I was high from the flutes envy lights above me or the colour of his eyes but in that moment I had an explosion of courage and bravery all mixed together but Something came onto me and I pulled his neck right to mine and I kissed him. I felt this type of energy with him, pulling and pulling to the point where I couldn't resist any longer, Nick made me feel confident in my skin, even from the minute I met him. So I took that courage and I just kissed him. I clashed with his lips, there was this burning feeling, this almost corrosive feeling when our lips touch but I assumed it was normal as I never actually made out with anybody, besides my 8th grade boyfriend who literally pecked my lips twice. Our lips were moving in sync but it felt like it wasn't enough, I needed more of him but we werent dating, and I didn't know what was going to happen after we pulled away. I was starting to think about the endless ripples I was starting to make and released, as soon as I let go, I stood back up on my feet. I must have confused him so much. One minute pulling him closer to me even though we were skin on skin and then instantly pulling away and rejecting anything further. He stood up too came closer to me, his height towering mine. I didn't know what to do so I immediately looked down, I could see him smirking out the corner of my eye. He reached his hand out and put it under my chin to make me look back up at him. I didn't know what he was going to do and it made me nervous, but he simply planted a kiss on my check. I realized how high strung I was and I recorded an ephifany. It doesn't matter what ripples were caused, I had already caused them with the first touch of our lips, so there was no harm in a second? I leaned in and gladly got a kiss in return. What was I doing? This wasn't me, I don't do these things? But that's what I loved. He could change me- in a good way. We carried on kissing and he pulled back first.

He took a step back and grabbed my hand and turned around towards the kitchen door. I asked "Where are we going Nick!" While  laughing abit to loudly. He simply replied with "A walk Cool Kid"

And we walked out the door.