The Devil in Me Ch. 23

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Chapter Twenty-Three

Shay:

I don't even remember how I made it home.

The day felt like such a blur, and I felt a little empty.

Was it normal to miss another person this much?

I barely saw him a few hours ago, and it was like it still wasn't long enough.

Part of me wanted to tell Jody, but I was worried about what she might say.

I was thinking about the special program again, and I was seriously considering it.

Would Noah be alright with that?

My gaze dropped to my feet, and I felt terrible.

I missed the warmth of his hands.

I missed just being able to breathe him in.

I moved the sleeves of his shirt up to my face.

His scent was still on the fabric, and I was thankful for that.

When I tried to describe what he smelled like, I came up blank.

It wasn't too musky.

There was a hint of something sweet, and something only Noah.

My body could still remember the weight of him on top of me, and my mind couldn't settle.

My hand came up to gently touch the pendant I wore for the program.

I could feel the engraving on each end when my finger passed over the metal.

A light knock pulled my attention out of my own head.

"Yeah?" I said after clearing my throat.

Andre opened the door and looked at me with a worried expression.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

I nodded, even though I wasn't even sure how I felt.

"You sure?" he asked,

I wanted to nod again, but I couldn't.

I looked down at my feet.

"Shay," he said, "You can talk to me, you know."

"I know," I said.

"So, talk to me," he said in a slightly pleading tone, "You don't always have to be okay."

"I know," I said again.

I just didn't know what to say.

The only thing wrong was what I couldn't even talk to my own brother about.

The distance, the lack of time I could actually spend with Noah.

I suppose I could just tell him a little bit.

"So," I began slowly, "There is this boy that I like."

His face lit up.

"Go on," he said, "Don't leave me in suspense."

It felt wrong not to tell him everything that I knew, but I did this to myself.

He made a face before I could go on, "Did he do something to you?"

I was quick to shake my head, "No, no."

He let out a relieved sigh, "Then what is it?"

I smiled slightly as I thought of Noah.

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