Chapter 10
Later...
Kelsey POV
Riker and I had taped plastic bags over the treehouse windows so it wasn't so cold and windy up here. It wasn't too cold. We were fine under our blankets.
We had played a ton of games, ate candy and snacks, drank soda, and goofed off a lot.
We were super tired now, so we were just curled up in our blanket beds next to each other. We were both laying on our sides, facing each other so we could talk.
"Can I ask you something?" Riker asked.
"Sure."
"Did you mean it when you said I was cute before?"
I reached over and grabbed Riker's hand and held it in mine.
"Of course I did."
He squeezed my hand a little.
"Knock knock."
I looked over towards the ladder. Lucas was standing there.
"Just checking to make sure you two were ok before I went to bed. Need anything?" He asked.
"Nope, I think we're good," I said.
"Alright. Night, guys."
"Night, Lucas."
I turned back to face Riker.
"Any more questions?" I asked.
"Am I anything else besides cute?"
I took his hand again.
"Well... You're kind, and funny, and smart-"
"I'm not smart."
"Yes, you are. We figured out the math project."
"That doesn't mean I'm smart. That just means you helped me."
"Riker, maybe math isn't your best subject. But you're a determined person, and you figure things out, even if they're tough. I like that about you. And you're honest. I like that too."
"I don't feel honest... I've kept so many things from my family lately..."
"About cutting and stuff?"
"Yeah. I feel so guilty and ashamed."
"We're working on it, Riker. Don't worry. It's always a bit tough in the beginning."
"Did you talk to your parents about it?"
"Well... It was a bit tough because they kept asking if this was someone I knew, but they said counseling could help. Or medication. But those involve telling your parents."
"Oh..."
"So... I know you might not be ready for that, so if you're not, we can try to figure out what's making you feel like this, and work on it ourselves."
"Yeah, I'd rather do that than tell my parents."
"Ok, so we'll work on it. Don't worry, ok?"
"I'll try."
"Good. How have you been feeling lately?"
"The same... I was thinking about it actually... I don't know if I feel bad at home because it's home or because you're a good distraction from my feelings. I can't figure it out."
"Or it could be both."
"It's probably both."
Riker sighed.
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The Journal
ФанфикWhen Kelsey finds a journal at school, she takes it home to read it. The more she reads it, the more she falls in love with the owner of it. She wants to find out who it is and fast, because his journal is full of thoughts of suicide.
