Meet me on the bridge

Chapter 3

I was shocked, to say the least. Him holding a pinky was just a dream a minute ago. He hummed softly gripping a little tighter having me but my bottom lip. I start to sit up him following still holding my pinky.

I looked away feeling his gaze. He looked at my scars I could feel it. He leaned into my ear, "Chris.."

Chills down my spine, I looked over at him and his phone went off. I pulled my hand away as he picked up, burying his face in my neck pouting as he spoke in the phone.

"I said I'm not going there, oh my gosh you called just to fight?" there was silence in him, I could hear talking and yelling through the phone.

I shakingly took his phone and put it towards my ear her still yelling. Then I spoke.

"Hi. I'm Chris, the friend that is over. Honestly, I would love if you would leave Peter alone, I don't like when he is stressed over girls like you. And I'm here because if I wasn't I would be dead, on my bathroom floor so let me enjoy my time with him alone." I hung up after.

Peter was looking at me. "oh my gosh that was AWESOME!!"

He tackled me cuddling me holding me close he was then silent again. Breathing heavy as if he was suddenly crying.

"You would be dead..? Dead? Chris... Why..? I know about your dad and all but... You would leave me too? Why can't you stay here like I always ask?" he was shaking tears falling on my neck his body on mine.

I laid there looking at the ceiling. Should I tell him? What would he say? Would he feel bad? I feel bad. I slowly pushed him off of me. I bit my lip holding onto my own arm hot tears falling now.

"I can never stay here, and you would never like why." I cried out standing up from his bed pacing over.

He sat up looking at me, "Chris please talk to me... Stay here for weeks, months, years, forever maybe!"

I stopped pacing my head hung low, "I love you, Peter. I always have, since the day I met you. I thought if I kept quiet and let you date whoever you wanted I would get over it," I sniffled crying out falling to my knees, "but it just got worse! I wanted you to myself and my home life go much worse after that too.."

I could feel his stare growing. He looked down and looked back at me.

"And it made me want to end it all, the pain. Everywhere I turned! Home, you and those girls... I wanted it to end." I whimpered out on the ground crying.

I heard him get up and slowly walk over to me, pulling me up. He grabbed my chin looking me in the eyes. Brushing his thumb on my cheek to wipe my tears away.

"You, you do know I am bi...right?" he muttered leaving me shaking and whimpering a soft no.

I hate this, I hate this. I hate how I love him. I look away him trying to get me to look at his face again. It won't work I can't look.

"I'll sleep on the floor!" I got up fast getting my spot on the floor ready.

"Chris..." he started.

I can't I can't. I lay on the floor staring at the ceiling. I would rather die than have him know I love him while he is off with girls. I'd rather die.

I didn't remember falling asleep I never do. Sometimes when I wake up, I wish I hadn't. I woke up on a floor I used to love sitting on sharing secrets with him. I can't love that feeling anyone.

Peter was already awake on the phone, hearing his raspy morning voice makes me happy. But I frown knowing he is on the phone with that girl from last night.

"I met someone else, what more can I say? Haven't you noticed I have become distant?" there was a pause, "no of course not because all you cared about was sex." he growled and hung up.

I sat up on the phone, met someone else... I saw that coming, he always met someone else.

I heard him jump on the bed, "How about we skip school, Chris! No phones no bullies no parents just us!"

Just us. God, I loved those words, I always wanted to hear them.

"Skip school? Where would we go? Wh-what would we do?" I stutter.

He smiled wide, "The open road is calling our names Chris! We drive and just keep driving! What do you say? A day on the road."

He stood up getting dressed I turn my head to give him privacy, just us, the road. It sounds so nice but I'm scared we will get caught.

"No phones what so ever right? We can just leave them here?" I asked standing getting changed.

He nods getting a bag of snacks and his keys and wallet. He looked at me when I was changing. I hate my body, I hate it so much, so fat so many cuts. All my fault.

But he smiled slightly and turned around to give me privacy. I blushed so hard, he smiled at me while changing.

"Let's do it!" I say finishing my outfit off with a black hoodie grabbing my wallet.