(
Continued from here)It was hard to keep from crying when I saw Casey, too, suppressing tears. How could I feel so close to a girl I had barely met? Somehow, I had this nagging feeling like if she discovered what I was like that maybe she wouldn't be so accepting. The thought made my stomach twist unsettledly
(
Read more... )
Comments 46
"So we're each other's first human best friend?" I smile softly, "Why does that knowledge somehow make me feel less pathetic?"
Reply
"I made a friend," I murmur. "I don't remember the last time I made a friend let alone a best friend."
Reply
Which was true. The whole avoiding letting people in so they couldn't find out about Dad kinda makes making friends almost impossible.
"No more crying, okay? I didn't mean to totally fall apart on you..." I give her a weak smile, "I'm okay." Better than okay, really. I had someone to talk to that wasn't the only person I wanted to consider family. All in all, it's been a pretty amazing day.
Reply
"I'm really glad you're my best friend," I said quietly, needing to say that at least.
Right now, I didn't want my time with Casey to end. I wanted to bring her home and talk with her all night about absolutely everything.
Reply
I shouldn't question it when he's saying yes, really shouldn't or he could change his mind.
Reply
This was a good thing. She wanted to go out and hang out with someone her age. I couldn't help but smile.
Reply
"So, I'll see you later, okay?" I smiled to him, "Have fun with your homework. I won't be too late. Thank you." I added quickly.
Reply
I could help but grin widely, so glad that Casey could come over. I led her out of the bookstore with me. "My house isn't too far from this area. We got one of the older houses of the area."
Reply
"So which way's your room?" I asked, quickly glancing around the kitchen before we left. The entire house fascinated me.
Reply
As we left the kitchen Casey asked about my room. "Um, it's up the long staircase. Follow me." I said, going ahead of her.
Reply
I was trying to keep myself from constantly taking in every detail of the house, but it was so pretty, and filled with such nice things that I couldn't really help it.
Reply
"She kept saying how I should bring a friend home." I smile softly as I tried to turn my room's door handle with my lack of hands.
Reply
Leave a comment