(CURRENTLY EDITING!) Right Before My Eyes

Chapter 2

Not thinking straight, I slam the door shut when I go back inside. I lean against the wall next to the door, sliding down to the floor with my arms hugging my legs.

All that's happened has finally fully sunk in and taken over my emotions, making me cry and I'm unable to stop.

I suddenly remember I'm not in my own house and I try to calm myself down before any of the boys see.

Too late.

August is standing at the bottom off the staircase and begins to walk over to me.

"Hey, your ba- Hey, wait what's wrong?" He says in a worried tone when he realizes I've been crying.

"N-nothing-g" I try. He obviously doesn't buy it.

"That's clearly a lie. C'mon, how am I supposed to help if you don't explain?"

He's right, but I don't know him at all. He doesn't need to hear about my life.

"It's nothing of your concern. You probably wouldn't care anyway. You don't have to pretend you do."

"Well, that's the point of telling someone isn't it? To get it all out. You have someone to listen to you and comfort you." He says, sitting down next to me. I let out a sigh. I guess he's kind of right. I don't want to tell someone who is basically a stranger to me but it's all bunched up in my head and suddenly I'm spilling every bit of it out of my mouth and he listens the whole time.

By the end I'm in tears again. He wraps his arm around me, comforting me. When I've calmed down he gets up, offers a hand to help me stand up and I take it, following him to sit onto the couch as he flips the TV on.

"Where is everyone?" I ask, realizing they aren't here.

"They um..uh.. all went to see a baseball game. I uh..I didn't go."

"Oh.." I answer, a bit confused as to why he didn't go with them. And not believing the baseball game part at all because he hesitated to reply. Plus they've been gone since I got up. What's he hiding?

"I'm going to tell the others the story when they get back, they won't mind if you stay. You can hide out here if you like."

"Really?" I ask, surprised.

"Yeah, of course." He says, smiling.

I think about this for a long while. Why were they being so nice to me? I didn't understand it, really.

"So", he began, bringing me from my thoughts.

"I think I atleast deserve to know your name now."

I had forgetten that I hadn't told any of them my name. I decide there's no harm in it. I mean, I've already spilled the reason I've run away.

"Amberlyn." I tell him.

"That's a pretty name." He tells me.

I cant stop myself from blushing, "Oh, thanks."

"I think if I'm going to be staying here a while, you all should be honest with me," I say. When the only reply I get is a confused look, I continue. "Where did everyone else really go?"

He looks down for a minute, thinking. When he glances back at me, his reply is unexpected.

"They all had work. I stayed because you're here. I mean someone had to be here when you woke up." I still don't know if I believe that. Why wouldn't he have just said that in the first place?

I'm about to ask him this when we hear the front door slam shut as the rest of the boys come into the room muttering and talking quietly to each other. When they see me, they emmediatly change the subject.