The Outside Doesn't Count (Ongoing)

Chapter 8

As I stood there. Feeling hopeless. I closed my eyes. I thought of Chess for some reason. No! I didn't want him to be my last thought, but my mind wouldn't change.

Then I heard something impact into some near by garbage cans. I opened my eyes and saw the hooded stranger, laying unconscious near the garbage cans. Then i looked to my left and saw Chess breathing heavily with his hands on his knees.

Chess' POV
I asked Avrora if she wanted to walk home with me because of her condition, but she acted all weird and denied. Oh no, did she know I was observing her. I'm such an idiot! I felt embarrassed so I told her I had to so things after school and she left before me.

One minute after she left, I decided to leave because I actually had nothing to do. I was walking about 100 yards away from her, but she didn't notice(she must be really sick that her sharp instincts didn't notice me)Then this hooded guy came out of a convenience store and started to walk behind her about like 50 yards away. He looked suspicious so I kept my eye on him.

Avy bended the curve. Then I saw the guy start to run. I don't know why but I started to run as well. I saw Avrora running away and the hooded guy chasing her. She went into an ally. She looked weak. Then the hooded guy followed her in.

I quickly ran to where she was. I was about to attack him but I thought to myself, what if he was armed with a weapon? I could get hurt, or even worse, Avrora. So I slowly crept up behind him. He was about to touch Avrora. Then this feeling came over my body. With all my strength, I thrust the stranger into the garbage cans nearby. I think he was unconscious. I mean, someone just doesn't die like that, right? That throw and running really took the strength out of me. I felt like a 5% batter warning.

"What are you doing here?", I said out of breath.

"I told you that you were weak, why didn't you just accept the offer of me to walk you home, what an idiot", he said with his hands on his knees panting.

He looked furious. I wanted to say sorry, but my mouth didn't want to spit out the words. Then Chess started to approach the stranger with clenched fists. I got up and put my arm in front of him. I started walking over to the stranger. He started to twitch a little.

"Who the hell are you and why are you following me?"

He didn't answer.

"Answer her!" Chess yelled in a furious tone.

I've never seen him like this, it surprised me. The stranger still didn't say anything. I walked up to him and took his hood off.

"NO FREAKING WAY!", I yelled as I backed up a little.

Chess looked at me confused.

"COLE??"

I saw my little brother, laying on the ground, unconscious. I told  Chess who he was and he had the same expression as me. Since I was weak, Chess helped me carry him back to my home. He knew my parents divorced and my father took my little brother, so I guess he knew how I felt.

When we arrived home we layed him on the sofa. He looked tired, so we let him sleep a little while. I went up to my room, Chess followed me, but for some reason I didn't tell him to not follow me. Why? I sat on my bed, with a frown and looked on the floor, legs folded. Chess came and sat next to me.

"Um, are you okay, ermm is there something you wanna um talk about?", he said In an awkward tone.

"Is this your way of being sentimental?"

"Well, um, yeah I guess?", he said with a slight blush rubbing the back of his head.

"Well, there is something I want to talk about." I said looking him In the face.

His blush deepened and he looked at me with a surprised face. I looked at the floor and started to blush a little.

"You were my only friend all my life. You were the only one who got me. I looked forward to walking to school with you every morning and spending the day with you. After you transferred because of the bullying e-"

He interrupted me.

"I never said I transfered because of the bullying."

"I was your best friend, don't think you can hide anything from me." I said as my eyes were beginning to get watery, but I heald it in.

"Anyways, after you transferred, everything went downhill. My parents started to fight. They divorced. My dad went far away to live in Italy and took my little brother with him. I barely saw them because of this.

My mother and I stayed here. I never really made friends after that. I heard people whisper about me. Saying that I am the sad girl who's parents divorced and only friend moved away. I would cry In the bathroom stalls all alone.

After some months, I stopped crying. I told myself I am not weak. I started to take boxing lessons and took out my anger there. My mother was barely home so I learned to cook and do most of the chores around the house. I learned how to get what I want by manipulating.

I really needed a best friend at those times, to help me and tell me what I was doing wrong, to tell me everything was going to be alright.(at this point I couldn't hold it in anymore, tears started to roll down my face). I needed you Chess! I wondered, and still do wonder, what would happen if I had stood up for you that day you were bullied by those seventh graders. If I had stood up for you all those other times too. Would you still be here?"

"I- I'm so sorry Checkers!", I yelled while an ugly amount of tears came down my face.

He looked at me with a dark crimson blush. I gave him the nick name Checkers because chess was too fancy. Then all of a sudden I felt Chess' warm arms around me. Is it bad I want to be like this forever?

"I haven't heard someone call me that in the longest."he said.

I could sense a smile coming from his lips and then a frown.

" and I'm the one that's sorry. I left you here alone, when you needed me the most, but, the bullying isn't the only reason I transferred and moved away, but I'm not ready to talk about that.", he said as he let go of me.

I tried to smile to show him I was alright, but the more I tried the more tears came out. I gave him a small closed eye smile with tears rolling out, as genuine as possible.

Then I felt a warm hand on my cheek. Chess wiped away my tears. I opened my eyes and looked sideway with a frown.

"Stop crying, your making me want to comfort you more.", he said in a soft and sweet one I haven't heard In a long time.

I looked at him and blushed more. Is it even possible to be so red?
We made eye contact. As our eyes locked, he put a strand of hair behind my ear.

"You look beautiful.", he said softly.

He started to lean in closer and closer. I close my eyes. I didn't move. I didn't want to move. I opened my eyes, our lips were one inch apart.

Then all of a sudden. The door flew open....

Author:

Sorry for the late update. My day was hectic. Anyways i hope you enjoy this chapter. I was REALLY in my feels today, just listening to some sad and calming music. If any spelling Mistakes are in here. I'm sorry. Anyways Ilysm😘