Dare to Hope

Chapter 3

Lyrical Feels: The Only Hope For me is You by My Chemical Romance

La Incondicional by Luis Miguel

I Can Dream About You by Dan Hartman

"Hurry Up Ellena, the movie starts in 40 minutes." Jason screamed from downstairs.

"Coming!" I replied. My brother was very excited to see the new release of the latest superhero movie and so was I. However, right now I was having my own battle with my jeans. Finally, I was able to button and zip them up. Glancing at my floor length mirror, I take in my appearance. As usual, my black curls where everywhere, that no matter how much product I use they never seem to be tamed. My brown eyes were just that, brown and hidden behind my glasses. My tan skin did stand out, or so people tell me, a skin I'm very proud of. However, what I wish didn't stand out so much was my body size. Sadly, I have never been small. I have always had a bit too much in different areas that always make me feel self-conscious and today was no exception but I always try to not let that get to me because if I do it's a terrible feeling.

Sighing I say to my reflection "I need to have more confidence. I will have more confidence." Glancing once more at my reflection I walked out of my room and we left.

"I'll get the popcorn and drinks sis and you go get our seats." Jason said. Replying with a quick ok I went in search of the auditorium the movie will be playing. The theater was packed and it was fun seeing many kids and adults dressed up in honor of the movie. I was able to get seats close to the middle.

As I sat down I accidently elbowed the person next to me.

"I am so sorry." I said to the person. A feminine voice responded "It's totally ok."

While waiting for both my brother and the movie to start I decided to check my phone. With a small sigh I realized how much it hurt not hearing from my best friend. Sam hadn't answered any of my calls nor text messages. I don't blame her. I should have been more supportive when she dropped the whole Code blue on me but at the same time I was worried. Code blue was our way of telling each other that we had found THE ONE. The only other time she has ever used it was 4 years ago. We had promised each other that unless we were one hundred percent sure, we would never use it, especially after what happened to her.

It was her high school sweetheart and like many people, she believed he was it for her. To be honest they were so much in love that even I was on board and probably her biggest supporter. They seemed to be two people living a fairytale. Sadly, it ended as a nightmare. The prince turned out to be a villain who used her and abandoned her all for a stupid bet. William from the beginning was very weary of the relationship and protective of his sister. Especially since their parents had just passed away.

During this dark period in my friend's life it seemed she was in a hole and couldn't get out. I remember countless nights I stayed over and just cried with her, consoled her the best way I could. Her parents were everything to them. Mr. and Mrs. Knight were loving parents who didn't deserve to die the way they did. In an instant a car crashed into them, a car that was being operated by a drunk driver.

My heart broke for my best friend and her brother. The image of their faces when we were at the funeral will forever be engraved in my mind. Sam crying while her brother held her, his eyes red with unshed tears. In one day, William became the head of the house and his sisters guardian at such a young age.

A young boy who had to become a man in a blink of an eye.

Dericks father helped as much as he could and offered to take them in but he refused. Legally he was an adult and couldn't be force to do anything he didn't want to. They had their home and the life insurance their parents left.

William never spoked much about what he was going thru or what he was feeling. Only once did we speak about it.

The first and last time I ever dare to be close to him.

It was about a week after the funeral and we were both up in the middle of the night. I was coming downstairs from Sams room to get a glass of water when suddenly I heard soft sobs coming from the living room. What I saw made my heart ache. He was sitting on the couch with a picture of his parents clutched to his chest crying. In that moment I didn't think, I reacted. Without a word I sat next to him and put my arms around him in a hug. A little startled he froze and he ceased crying as he lifted his face to look at me. His beautiful blue eyes held so much sadness and pain.

"I'm here Will. I'm so sorry for your loss, for what you and Sam are going thru. I wish I had the power to change what happened but..." I said softly. He still held my gaze as silent tears resumed to fall down his cheeks.

"But if you need someone to talk to or you need a shoulder to cry on, as your friend, I will always be there for you both." Without realizing what I was doing I wiped his tears away as I held back mine. His eyes stared back at me with such emotion I had never seen before. He looked at me as if he saw me for the first time. Not as his little sister best friend but as someone he had just discovered or maybe a puzzle he couldn't figure out.

"Always?" He finally asked. His voice held an emotion I couldn't decipher.

"Always." Was my reply. "I will always be there when you need me."

"I will always need you Ellena."

I will always need you Ellena.

My heart and my mind were at war with each other. My mind couldn't process what he had just said and my heart was beating wildly. He would always need me he said. Those words meant so much more to me than I though possible. They fed my soul and feelings I have been trying to hide in the deepest part of my heart blossomed. But just as quickly as that feeling flourished it receded. William was in an emotional state and he was talking to me as his friend and there I was fantasying it meant more and needed to stop.

As I was silently telling myself that he rested his head on my shoulder and hugged me with his free hand.

Tightly.

This time it was me who was stunned for a moment.

"Thank you for helping us. Thank you for being here with me. For being my light in this darkness." He raised his head slowly. His eyes studied my face. I couldn't breathe for a moment.

We were so close.

Sharing the same space.

"My light." He repeated softly and as if I was made of glass gingerly kissed my forehead.

That is one of my most treasured moment of my life. That night has replayed countless times during the years because for one night I was something, someone important to him. Someone he needed when he was going thru pain. A friend he needed to give him comfort.

The problem was, that was the night I lost my heart to him completely.

"The line was crazy!" Jasons voice brought me back to the present. "Guess who I saw in line?"

"Who?"

"Will and it seems like he is on a date."