Chapter 3 -Riley

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We dropped Sam off, I was really hoping she would stay but she just wanted to be alone. Blake grabs his bag and we walk across the street to my place. My nerves were getting the best of me but I tried to bury them deep inside me.

"You know what, we actually didn't get to eat." I can feel his breath across my back as he talks, it sends shivers down my spine. I fumble with the keys to get the door open. All I can say is mmhmm while I concentrate on the task at hand.

Why can't I open this damn door?!

Then I feel his hand on mine. "Having trouble there wildfire?" I turn to look at him and he's got that damn smirk on his face.

"I don't know it won't work. I have tried and tried. Maybe we should just go out and eat then try again later."

He throws his head back and laughs. "You're rambling Ry." I hit him in the chest and he takes my hand and turns it where the door finally opens. "See not that hard Ry." He steps through and I follow behind him.

I take a deep breath to calm my nerves. "Relax Ry it's just me." I look up at him and give him a slight smile. "I know Blake it's just been awhile since you spent the night here." He slings his arm around me and guides me to the couch and we sit down. "That was what like five years ago. You begged for us to spend the night." I give him a slight shove and he laughs again. "Did not!"

"Sam! Blake! Why don't we have a sleep over." I asked because I had a nightmare last night. I can't really remember it but I just don't want to be alone.

"Scared of the boogie man Ry." Stupid Blake making fun of me. I don't know why he is being mean right now. I feel the tears forming in my eyes. I take a deep breath and glare at him. "You know what forget it!" I turn around and walk away before the tears fall down.

"Blake you can be such a jerk!" Sam says to her brother and I hear her walk towards me and turns me around. That's when the tears fall down my face. I look up and see the shock look on Blake's face as Sam pulls me into a hug. "My idiot brother does not have to be here, but we can still have a sleep over." She turns around to look at her brother. "You can go Blake we don't need you here." He looks so defeated. "I'm sorry Ry I didn't mean to make you cry." I nod my head because I'm afraid to speak right now. "I'll go, again I am so sorry." Blake walks out the door with his head hanging down.

Sam turns back to me, "I'm sorry for Blake I don't what his problem is." I give her a weak smile. "It's okay Sam." We then sit down and watch TV for awhile laughing and talking about what we want to do this summer. I didn't realize that Blake came back until he was standing right in front of me.

"Blake what are you doing here?" His cheeks are slightly pink when he looks down at me. "I brought you something." He holds out mint n chip ice cream. "Oh thank you it's my favorite." He smiles at me awkwardly. "Ya I know Ry, do you forgive me?" Sam takes the ice cream. " I'll go put some in bowls for us." She looks at Blake, " you want some?" He looks at me asking me without even saying a word. "Make him a bowl Sam." She nods her head and walks into the kitchen.

There is an awkward silence between us until I finally speak. "Thank you." He surprises me by pulling me into a hug. " I am sorry Ry. You are my friend and I shouldn't have been mean." I look up at him and shrug. "I forgive you Blake." He sighs in relief. "You are special Ry and I don't want to lose our friendship." I hug him again. "Neither do I." He pulls back from the hug. "I promise to never hurt you again Ry."

I'm pulled out of that memory when Blake speaks.

"Whatever you say Ry." I go to shove him again but he grabs my wrist and then he pounces on me. "What the hell are you doing Blake?" He doesn't answer he just starts tickling me and I go into hysterical giggles. "P-please haha s-stop B-blake!" He is so close to my face that if he was an inch closer our lips would be touching. I finally get my hand free and pinch his nipple hard. He jumps back and I sigh in relief. He was just too close for comfort.

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