In the End

Chapter 8

I was so alone. It sucked so bad being by myself and I hated it. Once you have that amazing boyfriend that treats you perfectly, it is great until you lose them somehow. I thought it would be awkward at lunch and I didn't want to deal with the whole table asking me questions. So I just avoided them. Knowing Rachel probably bragged about the entire situation. I confronted and had asked my art teacher Mr. Franckewitz if I could eat lunch in his room. I was one of his favorites so he let me. Every week his son would eat with him once. I just sat there and ate awkwardly while they chatted about their life for about 2 and a half months. So I was surprised when he came in an extra day and started talking to me.

"Hey!" He exclaimed. I looked at him and processed what was going on then responded by saying hey back. "What are you eating?" He asked. "Im eating pizza it's cold though, that's how I like it." He asked why I had so much. I didn't take offense I knew I had a lot of pizza, I explained how my mom wasn't home. I've been ordering take out. I told him I would normally have other food because I love food from different countries. He talked about how he loved pizza cold and asked for a slice. I gave him one and he thanked me. When he was just about to go but he stopped. "Umm Finley I was wondering, if maybe you wanted to go see a movie Friday?" He asked. I pondered the thought for a second and finally decided that would get my mind off Emerson for a while.

We went to the movie on Friday. Turns out Eben loves horror movies like me so we went and saw Annabelle. It was so creepy and by the time it was over it was almost 11. Eben asked if I wanted to stay at his house or just go home I texted my mom and she told me she wouldn't be home until later tomorrow and I could stay at a friend's house if I wanted. She understood we just saw a horror movie and she probably wouldn't want to be left alone all night with paranoia in my thought. So we stopped my my house I packed a bag, shovinge various items in it. I managed to shove pajamas, fresh clothing for tomorrow, my hair products, toiletries, and a pair of flip pair of flats along with my straightener. I showed Eben my house and we left. When we got to his house all the lights were of and it was quarter till 12. He practically stampeded me upstairs. Told me I could use the shower and that he would be right back my guess is that he went to lock up and he yelled goodnight from his door.

He told me I could come out when I'm ready. "Umm, Eben? I don't have a towel." He chuckled, "Oh yes haha right whoops sorry." He told me he could grab me one but he had to come in. I sat down in the shower trying to hide as much as possible in case he tried to pull anything.

He better not be a pervert.

I have him the go ahead to come in and he didn't even glance my way. He inched towards me slowly, keeping his eyes to the ground. Once he got about a foot or two away he scrunched his eyes close and handed me the towel, he kept them closed until I told him I was done. "I'll wait for you in my room

I continued to get dressed. When I was finished I did as he said placed my towel in the hamper, hair still damp. He told me he would sleep in the floor and I could have the bed but I insisted we share or I sleep on the floor. He glared telling me I was not, I repeat not, sleeping in the floor. So I climbed in bed with him as he turned his lamp off, it was almost 12:40. I was laying in bed just lost in thought when I suddenly snapped out of it hearing Eben's voice, "Finley? Do you mind if I love a little closer and we talk. I can't fall asleep."

"Sure thing Eben, I don't mind. I'm sure you would warm me up quite a bit." He scooted his way over towards my side of the bed and turned spooning me. He whispered in my ear that he has been dreaming of this moment forever. "I want to kiss you so bad but I feel like that's too much for you." I flipped over and smiled at him. Right then and there I pecked him on the lips and I swear that boy about stumbled out of the bed in shock.