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laugh. I never thought he was using me. Not like JJ or The
Hollow tried to. Though he could if he wanted.
“I
wanted to tell you that I liked our kiss. In the woods. I hope that isn’t too
weird to say.” Pike looks away. I can’t figure him out from one minute to the
next so I’m trying to track his emotions and follow them as best I can.
“I
liked it, too.” I smile. I don’t just like him. I love him. I move closer.
“And
there’s something between us. Something you can feel.” He searches for the
right words.
“Something
electric,” I say.
“Yes.
That’s it.” He waits before continuing, “I wanted to tell you, well, about me
and Hara.” His hand runs back over his head. My heart starts pounding. I take a
step back in panic for what he’s about to tell me. “There’s nothing going on
between us. We’re just good friends.”
“Oh,”
I exhale. I can’t help but grin. I’m beaming inside.
“And-”
And
I think he might ask me to be his girlfriend or something - whatever people
that like each other do. I hope he asks me to be his girlfriend. I want him to
kiss me again. If I were his girlfriend, I could kiss him whenever I wanted.
“And
when all is said and done and we get everything back to normal, if that’s
possible, I hope we can –”
“We
can what?” I interrupt, still anxious. Emotional ups and downs are so new to
me. I step closer to be ready if he tries to kiss me. It would be our second,
no third. I take in a deep breath.
“We
can stay friends.”
“Friends?”
It comes up like vomit and I choke it down. The butterflies in my stomach make
me sick. I feel a spurt of acid, thick in my throat.
“I
think we’re pretty good together and I wouldn’t want to ruin any of that with
some complicated relationship. I like you too much. When things get figured out
with your family, it will all be complicated enough.” Pike walks over to a
chair.
I
like you too much. I don’t want to ruin that. I don’t want to
be friends. I want to be more. If he’s not with Hara, then why can’t he be with
me? I wonder if I kiss him. Would that make him love me instead of like me?
“Are
you okay, Rose?” he asks.
“I’m
fine.” I’m not. The muscles of my chest are tight and I can’t swallow.
The taste of throw-up is thick in my mouth.
I
glance over at Dory and Ezekiel. Dory’s face moves down to the book Ezekiel
reads. She’s heard every word Pike and I have said. She frowns.
My
crazy sister pities me.
“So
friends it is.” Pike looks over at me. He smiles and then moves out of the
kitchen to a chair. He slouches down and his legs are outstretched, crossed at
the ankles. His arms are also crossed, over his chest. He closes his eyes.
“Yeah,
friends,” I state louder than expected and storm out of the kitchen. Pike
doesn’t look up. I go into one of the bedrooms and slam the door. I don’t know
what to do. Why am I angry? Who am I angry with?
I’m
angry with my parents who kept me home from school and at Jenny for not telling
me what I was missing. I’m angry with Dory for having Ezekiel the way I want
Pike. Even in her state, she is infinitely happier than I may ever be. And I’m
angry with Pike. For liking me, but not wanting to take the chance on liking me
more. Is this how that works?
I
flop down on the twin-sized mattress. It’s like Aegis and The Hollow in my own
home. Disgusting. I stare up at the ceiling before sitting up to look around
the room. An identical bed beside this one is separated only by a nightstand. This
would be where Dory and I sleep if we had to stay down here. The space is
small, but with most of the amenities of a regular bedroom, minus the attached
bathroom. There are two beds, a chair and a footstool, a desk with a wooden
chair, and two dressers – one short and long, the other tall and narrow.
I
get up and walk over to them. I open one of the drawers and see clothes that
would fit either Dory or me. All black and white. All clean. I
Hollow tried to. Though he could if he wanted.
“I
wanted to tell you that I liked our kiss. In the woods. I hope that isn’t too
weird to say.” Pike looks away. I can’t figure him out from one minute to the
next so I’m trying to track his emotions and follow them as best I can.
“I
liked it, too.” I smile. I don’t just like him. I love him. I move closer.
“And
there’s something between us. Something you can feel.” He searches for the
right words.
“Something
electric,” I say.
“Yes.
That’s it.” He waits before continuing, “I wanted to tell you, well, about me
and Hara.” His hand runs back over his head. My heart starts pounding. I take a
step back in panic for what he’s about to tell me. “There’s nothing going on
between us. We’re just good friends.”
“Oh,”
I exhale. I can’t help but grin. I’m beaming inside.
“And-”
And
I think he might ask me to be his girlfriend or something - whatever people
that like each other do. I hope he asks me to be his girlfriend. I want him to
kiss me again. If I were his girlfriend, I could kiss him whenever I wanted.
“And
when all is said and done and we get everything back to normal, if that’s
possible, I hope we can –”
“We
can what?” I interrupt, still anxious. Emotional ups and downs are so new to
me. I step closer to be ready if he tries to kiss me. It would be our second,
no third. I take in a deep breath.
“We
can stay friends.”
“Friends?”
It comes up like vomit and I choke it down. The butterflies in my stomach make
me sick. I feel a spurt of acid, thick in my throat.
“I
think we’re pretty good together and I wouldn’t want to ruin any of that with
some complicated relationship. I like you too much. When things get figured out
with your family, it will all be complicated enough.” Pike walks over to a
chair.
I
like you too much. I don’t want to ruin that. I don’t want to
be friends. I want to be more. If he’s not with Hara, then why can’t he be with
me? I wonder if I kiss him. Would that make him love me instead of like me?
“Are
you okay, Rose?” he asks.
“I’m
fine.” I’m not. The muscles of my chest are tight and I can’t swallow.
The taste of throw-up is thick in my mouth.
I
glance over at Dory and Ezekiel. Dory’s face moves down to the book Ezekiel
reads. She’s heard every word Pike and I have said. She frowns.
My
crazy sister pities me.
“So
friends it is.” Pike looks over at me. He smiles and then moves out of the
kitchen to a chair. He slouches down and his legs are outstretched, crossed at
the ankles. His arms are also crossed, over his chest. He closes his eyes.
“Yeah,
friends,” I state louder than expected and storm out of the kitchen. Pike
doesn’t look up. I go into one of the bedrooms and slam the door. I don’t know
what to do. Why am I angry? Who am I angry with?
I’m
angry with my parents who kept me home from school and at Jenny for not telling
me what I was missing. I’m angry with Dory for having Ezekiel the way I want
Pike. Even in her state, she is infinitely happier than I may ever be. And I’m
angry with Pike. For liking me, but not wanting to take the chance on liking me
more. Is this how that works?
I
flop down on the twin-sized mattress. It’s like Aegis and The Hollow in my own
home. Disgusting. I stare up at the ceiling before sitting up to look around
the room. An identical bed beside this one is separated only by a nightstand. This
would be where Dory and I sleep if we had to stay down here. The space is
small, but with most of the amenities of a regular bedroom, minus the attached
bathroom. There are two beds, a chair and a footstool, a desk with a wooden
chair, and two dressers – one short and long, the other tall and narrow.
I
get up and walk over to them. I open one of the drawers and see clothes that
would fit either Dory or me. All black and white. All clean. I
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