Only One

Chapter Thirty-Three

Mrs. Brookes gave me a new tank top and shorts that conveniently fit me perfectly. The only thing that I hated about them was that they were yellow. I hate the color yellow. It's just such a happy color and it doesn't match my unhappy mood, but it was the only thing she gave me. I finished my coffee and now it was sitting on the edge of Parker's nightstand. I wasn't tired. I really was lying when I said I drink coffee before bed. Now I was pacing his room deciding what I should do. I didn't want to sleep. Not in his bed. Not in his room, but I didn't have a choice and going home was not something I would be doing.

Then something caught my eye. It was a picture on his dresser. A picture of Parker and I when we went to the lake. He had his arms wrapped around me. He was laughing and I was looking up at him laughing as well. I could remember everything about that day. The sounds, the smell, and most importantly him. We were so happy. "I wish it was still like that," I whisper to myself.

"You weren't supposed to touch anything," I hear from behind.

"I wasn't planning on listening to you anyways," I say turning around.

"Figures." His eyes flicker to the picture in my hands, to my face, and back. "What is that?" I turn it around so he could see it. "Oh," is all he said.

"Why do you still have this?" I tilt my head at him and wait for his answer.

"I guess it was too good of a memory to forget about," he smiles and then looks down.

"Yeah," I agree. He turns around and heads for the door, but before he leaves I stop him.

"Goodnight Parker," I say.

"Night Jenny."

"I'm sorry your mom is making me sleep here," I say smiling.

"No your not." Then he left. I set the picture down back where I found it and then I climbed under the covers. I replayed his last words over and over in my head. And doing so caused me to drift to sleep feeling more relaxed than I should.
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Hey readers!!! Before I say anything I am sorry for not updating for so long. I thought I updated it, but didn't. I do the same thing when I text. I feel bad by the way. I really do.
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