Part Four

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                Part 4

December 29th

Later That Night

                It was pretty late and all the excitement of the day made us both pretty tired.  Our phones had died but according to Jeff’s watch, it was quarter to midnight. “Well, I don’t know about you,” Jeff started. “But I am pretty tired.” “Yeah, same,” I yawned. I scooted over next to him and laid my head on his shoulder.  I gazed into his eyes. The most beautiful shade of blue I have ever seen. His fingers had made his was to my hair and my arms were wrapped around him. He didn’t have to say anything, but I could tell he loved me. I gave him one last kiss goodnight, and rested my head on his chest. “Goodnight Baby,” he whispered. “Goodnight.”

December 30th

That Morning

                I woke to the sound my stomach growling. I looked up at Jeff and his arms were wrapped around me.  I sprawled out like a cat. “Good Morning,” I yawned. “Hi ya!” He yawned back, smiling at me. His stomach was grumbling. “So, I’m guessing you’re hungry too.” I said. “Just a bit,” he replied. We finished the water last night and you can only eat so many mints before you get sick to your stomach.

                Jeff glanced at his watch, “Its 11:25, what do you wanna do?” “What do you mean? What can we do? We are stuck in elevator.” “Oh right, duh” There was an awkward silence before I spoke. “What if we never get out of here?” My head turns to face the floor. “C’mon don’t say that. We will get out of here,” he said trying to cheer  me up.

                “Well if we don’t get out,” he started. “I’m glad I get die with you,” he said smiling at me. I have to admit it. I just had an “awwwww” moment in my head.  I gave him a long hug.  We just laid there saying nothing. All my life I was always hesitant about love. My dad walked out on my mom and me when I was eight. I was devastated. To make matters mom my mom went to a deep depression and so did I. I didn’t make any friends. I only had my one best friend Mary, who died in a car crash when I was fifteen.

                I came out of my depression afterwards. I realized how easy life can be taken away and you shouldn’t waste it away. It was still hard for me to get close to people due to my trust issues. I got a job waitressing at this diner down the street and saved the money for college to study computers, nerdy I know. That’s where I met Jeff….and Billy. I graduated 3 years later which brings me to where I am now.

                I roll over and grab Jeff’s hand, holding it in mine. I’m glad where I’m now.

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