Okay so asking Mark to come over turned out to be the best thing I've ever done. He kissed me, not that he would ever want to again though, who walks away from someone they just told was the best kiss they had ever had? I might have lied a little though..... I wanted to see his reaction if i tolld him it was my first kiss. It kind of was because I don't count Marty at a party in the 9th grade because we were so bored so the kiss just happened. But still I got the reaction out of Mark that I wanted. Suprise but I could also see in his eyes that actually likes me.
Dad called me almost right after Mark left to ask me to go pick up my brothers from 'The Academy'. They had their graduation day yesterday but Dan had some gymnastics thing on so Dad said they had to stay an extra night. Which leaves me here, having to drive the 2 hours to pick up my brothers becayse they can't find their own way home.....yet. But I still can't stop thinking about Mark and the fact that he kissed me.
When Mark asked me why I said 'thank you' to him today I couldn't tell him. I couldn't tell him if i knew for one but I have no idea why I had to say thank-you to him, two. 'The Academy' just sent me a letter that said to say Thank-you to three people, one was Mark and the others were Louise Kiara Harmonie and Max Jake Wilson; my mother and Mark's eldest brother. So I did my assignment for Mark but I have to wait until Max to come home. But saying thank you to my mother is going to be impossible, she's dead. But the letter says that I have to say it face to face with them. But I did tell the truth today when I told Mark that I was stupid for holding a 5 year harbouring on him for a little bit of teasing which my brother was over anyway, I guess I just hoped to protect myself from him.
So I hoped that inviting him over would be the start of something new for us. Something that wouldn't just be a nod as we pass in the hallway, and it sort of worked. Let's just hope that either he takes a leap of faith with the kiss or dismisses it to the point where we can just be friends. But out of my imagination before I crash.
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Okay so waking up to bright lights in my face and someone holding my hand would be something I never will get used to. I try to sit up to see who is holding my hand, when the hand lets go and I'm pushed down onto the bed.
"Shhh don't move, please don't move," the person pleaded.
I laid back down and closed my eyes, until i realised i recognised the voice.
"Mark? What are you doing here? Where is here?" I said, although I'm not sure I did because Mark is looking at me as though I was dead.
"Mark?" Okay so he heard me this time.
"I'm here shh," he says being lovingly.
"Why?"
"because I need to be."
"What?"
"I need to be here so when you actually wake up your with me. Not your dad or one of your bothers, me. Okay?"
"How will I know it's you? And what do you mean by actually waking up?"
But it was too late Mark's voice was gone and once again I was in blackness.
"Kiara," I hear someone say and I recognise it as Dad. "Kiara, I love you so much I need you to come back to me. Oh god Kiara you're all I have left of her." I couldn't open my eyes for dad no matter how hard i tried. But then I remembered that I needed to wait until Mark came in.
One by one by brothers make their way into see me which is how I figured I was in hospital. Then someone comes in and holds my hand, they don't say anything so I'm almost tempted to open my eyes to see who it is. But I don't really get a choice in the matter of when I wake up.
