Chapter Thirteen (A VERY short Chapter)

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Alex shifts his body. I shift mine too. But instead if closer, it's farther.

There's a wall between us now.

He knows it.

I know it.

"Hey," he says, breaking the unforgettable silence.

"Sorry, about, you know," he trails off. I just nod. I have no energy to argue with him.

Now he scoots over to me. "Um, I know this is awkward, but um..."

I face-palm inside of my head. Any experienced guy knows NOT to EVER say anything is awkward. Especially when it is...

But I don't tell him, I listen.

"I want my first kiss to be with you. I do." He says, quieter now.

"Me too," I strangely allow myself to admit.

"But I'm not ready," he proclaims. There's hurt in his voice. "I'll never be."

"What?" I screech. "Then why are you saying all of this?"

"Because I love you. Because I want to be with you. But I can't. I can't lip read for the rest of my life. I can't take my time to visit you. My time will be useful, now. I want something special about my life. High school dating isn't in the list. I just can't."

I want to hug him, cry on his shoulder, tell him he can't go.

Instead I nod. WHY DO I ALWAYS NOD!

I lean over and peck him on the cheek.

"That's as good as you'll get it," I manage before bursting out the library doors. I don't feel like reading now.

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