The Lies We Tell

Chapter 20:

Chapter 20:

I walked with Liam to school on Tuesday. The air was cold and the clouds blocked the sun from shining. I looked at him and kept walking. He walked a little faster than usual as we neared the school.

"Morning practice?" I asked and he nodded. They had a game tonight and he looked super nervous. I had his jersey on over my white Paramore tanktop and ripped jeans. I yawned and looked at my phone. 7:19 am. I walked inside the school with him and kissed him goodbye before going out to the bleachers and pulling out homework. I watched as players started to come out onto the fields. I felt a body sit next to me and turned to see Brett. I groaned and looked back at my notebook. I had written one of my favorite poems in my finest penmanship.

I've Fallen For Your Eyes,

Even If The Don't Know Me Yet.

Everyday And Every Night,
I See Them In My Head.

I Will Hope and Will I Pray,
That Someday We Will Finally Meet.
Until Then,
I Will Wake Up And Repeat.

Why Can't I Get You Out Of My Mind,
I Can't Stop Looking,

It's You I'm Trying To Find.
You've Written Letters In My Head,
And Left Them Sighed,

Sincerely The Boy Of Your Mind.

I gritted my teeth as he looked over my shoulder. I scooted away and felt him scoot closer. He's eyes were locked on me as if I was his prey. I swallowed hard, starting to feel extremely uncomfortable. I looked up and saw Liam's eyes glaring at Brett. I grabbed my books and papers and got up, only to be grabbed by Brett. I listened to him talk, not to me but Liam.

"Listen up, you tell Scott about last night and I rip her apart. Choose wisely lover boy." He said and then dug his claws into my wrist. I yelped and felt someone push Brett away. I looked and saw Liam. He eyes were glowing yellow.

"Let's take this a little more private." Liam growled. I watch Brett flick his head towards the locker rooms and walk away. I grabbed on to Liam.

"What are you doing?" I snapped at him. He shook me off and walked back into the school. I ran after him and into the locker room. When I got in there Brett and Liam were about to claw each others faces off. I ran forward and pushed Brett away. "Back off." I said and stood in front of Liam. His eyes were yellow in rage.

"Addison, stop." He whispered. I looked at him and he was still shifted halfway. I stared at him. He had that look in his eyes, the look he gets when I'm hurt, when I need him most. He is so protective, it's in his nature. I leaned up and kissed him quickly. I felt him shift back halfway through our kiss, but within seconds it was back. He shoved me out of the way and hit Brett, who had been going straight for me. I slammed into the lockers and whimpered. I watched as Brett swung at Liam but the fight was interrupted. I stared at Scott who had grabbed Brett by the throat.

"I have been helping you pack and this is how you thank me? Get lost." Scott said as Liam helped me up.

"I didn't mean to push you." He said and looked in my eyes, checking for any sign of concussion.

"Hey, it's fine, I'm fine. On a not so fine note, my parents are coming to the game tonight...." I said and his eyes widened. "Surprise...." I said awkwardly.

That night came quickly. I sat in the car, still in Liam's jersey, with both my parents in the front seats. I watched as we pulled into the parking lot. As soon as the car stopped I got out and ran to the fields. I looked around, trying to find Liam to give him the jersey. I stared at the field in confusion for a few moments as I saw that the lights were off. I walked out into the field and looked around. As I made it to the middle, the lights turned on, and the team ran out with Liam leading them. I watched my parents stood by the stands, looking even more confused than me.

"Beacon Hills community, tonight we honor a boy and his family. He drowned in the river that runs through the reserve almost 2 years ago." I stared at Liam and noticed he already had a jersey on, a new one. It still read #9, but didn't have any wear to it. "His name was Andrew, Andrew Chamberlin, and right here is his amazing sister, Addison. You all might not know this, but he was an amazing lacrosse player, and his jersey was the same one I had been playing in, #9. I feel it's only right, since the Chamberlin's will be moving soon, to give them the jersey that rightfully belonged to their son." Tears filled my eyes. "The jersey she wears right now is yours Addison, something to remember Beacon by, something to remember Andrew by, and something to remember me by." I lost it. I cried and hugged him. No one has ever went through so much trouble for me, no one's ever cared to try.

"Liam, I-I don't even know what to say." I said and held him tighter.

"Then don't say anything at all." He whispered and kissed me. I leaned up and kissed back. He smiled and cupped my cheeks in his hands. The crowd cheered as we pulled away. I felt him slip something in my pocket and kiss my forehead.

"I love you. I love you so much." I whispered.

"I love you too." He said and smiled.

"Go win this game." I said and joined my parents on the stands. The looked at me and tried to talk, yet I wouldn't listen. Not now, not today. I focused my attention on Liam as he scored the first goal. As time pasted I grew nervous. Liam had the ball with 10 seconds left. He looked amazing as he made a perfect pass to Scott, who scored for the win. I ran down on the court and jumped into Liam's arms, him spinning me around. "I'm so proud!" I yelled and kissed him quickly. I smiled and kissed him again, lingering a little longer. My mom and dad watched us as we celebrated a little and I told him I'd see him later. I walked back with my parents and the moment I closed the car door, it became 20 questions, but one question stood out the most.

"Do you really love him?" My mom asked. She actually looked as if she cared for once. I nodded and looked down. She gave my father a look and he started the car up. I went into my room the moment we got home and locked them out. I didn't want to focus on them, or moving, or anything but Liam. I snuck him through the window and laid there with him. I love the late night cuddle sessions we have, but this time was different. I laid in his arms and stared at him for the longest time.

"When to you look at houses?" He asked.

"Saturday. Can we please not talk about moving and enjoy this moment. I want to remember us for us, not the arguing or the talking about moving, just us." I said and he kissed me. I kissed back and focused on the kiss. It was deep and passionate. I want to remember this, the bond, not the drama. I grabbed onto his shirt and tugged a little, making him laugh.

"Addison." He whispered. I stared at him and he smiled. "As much as I love you, I-" Now I was the one laughing.

"No, no, no. Liam, I'm 14. I just want to see what all girls love, abs." I said. He chuckled and helped me get it off. I cuddled closer and traced his abs with my fingers. I looked up and stared him in the eyes. The thing Liam pulled off today was phenomenal and I couldn't thank him enough. I stared at him and kissed his shoulder. I tucked my head in the crook of his neck and closed my eyes. I tried to imagine a world without Liam, but I couldn't. He was my world and without him I'm just a lost girl. He took the time to find me and mend my broken pieces back together. He was the piece I was missing. I cuddled into the warmth of his embrace and felt his arms tighten around me. We whispered I love you to each other and began to drift to sleep. I couldn't stop thinking about what I was going to do without him though, he was my seeker and I was his extinguisher. We need each other.

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