sometimes.” When she said it, I could tell being sad was something she was familiar with.
I looked down at her arm, and she rubbed her hand over the words. “Why do you write on your arm?”
She shrugged, and I could tell she wasn't willing to answer my question. She simply said, “Like I said, sometimes its ok to be sad.”
“ Why are you sad?”
She looked me in the eyes for a minute, and my breath caught in my throat. There was so much emotion in them, and not just pain. God, she was beautiful. Finally she spoke, breaking my trance. “It's a long story.”
“I've got time.” I didn't. I had class in 5 minutes, but I would miss it to talk to her.
She shook her head. “My story would give you nightmares.” Her tone was very serious, and I knew with every ounce of my being that she was being completely honest. She stood up. “I have class in like 5 minutes. I need to go.”
“Meet me on the roof tonight? 10 o'clock?” I asked, hopeful.
“ Ok,” she agreed.
I ran to my next class and made it 2 minutes late. My professor was late too, so it wasn't a big deal. During class, I found it very hard to concentrate. What was going on between Roxy and me? And why did I need to be around her so much?
I loved how I felt when I was with her... I felt complete. Which sounded completely cheesy and stupid, but it was the truth. It was like all my life a part of me had been missing and she was that part. I'm not saying I'm in love with her, or that I'm going to marry her... But she was brought into my life for a reason.
It killed me to see the pain in Roxy's eyes. Was her life bad enough to be considered a horror story ? The look in her eyes told me yes, it was.
I wanted to make it better.
ROXY
I told myself I was only meeting Aiden because of Dr. Lewis' challenge, but truthfully, I wanted to see him again, even though I knew better. I knew that it was dangerous and stupid to let somebody in, even if only for a little bit, but I wanted to be his friend. I liked Aiden. He didn't push me for answers. He let me be myself. I almost felt normal when I was with him. And normal is what I've wanted for so long.
My phone rang disrupting my thoughts. It was Emily.
“Hey,” I answered the phone.
“ Hey, Roxy. How are you doing?” she asked, concerned as always. She worried about me so much, not that I could blame her.
“ I'm fine,” I said the same answer that I always say.
“ I was thinking I could come up with Steve on Friday. Maybe we could make a day of it? We could go shopping, go out to eat lunch...” Emily was excited as she talked. It had almost been 2 weeks since I had seen them, and she always got anxious when she was away from me too long. I had to admit, I was looking forward to seeing them.
“ Sure, that sounds great,” I said. I only had one class on Friday, and it was an 8am class, so I would have the whole day free.
“ Awesome. I cannot wait,” she said, even more excited that I accepted. I usually said no to shopping... Wow, I truly was an awful daughter to her. I felt bad. Emily has been nothing but an awesome mother.
I looked at the clock on my laptop. It was almost 10 o'clock. “Oh, I have to go. I'm meeting a friend in like 5 minutes.”
“A friend?” I could hear her smile through the phone. “Have fun! I love you.”
“ Bye.” I hung up the phone, stole a quick glance in the mirror, and headed up to the roof. I used to go to the roof for solitude, and now I was going up there for company. It was kind of funny how things had changed.
When I got up there, Aiden was waiting for me. His face lit up when he saw me, and his smile was very contagious.
“Hey,” he said, a little breathless.
“ Hey,” I repeated. “So how was your day?”
Ok, so maybe my question was lame, but I wasn't used to making conversation with people aside from my parents and therapist. I was new to this whole “friends” thing, if that's what he is. Do I know him well enough to consider him