Prettier
In Pink
~Chapter Nine~
By the time the bell rang for
fourth period, I was already sure of how I was going through with
my suicide plan tonight. When I sat down in my desk, my math
teacher had gotten a phone call. "Ainsley? Someone's
waiting for you in the office, they're hear to pick you up.
Here's a pass, go ahead and get your stuff and I'll see
you tomorrow" Mrs. Gomez said , handing me a pass to my
locker.
"Thanks," I said, faking
a half smile. I took my time walking to my locker, clearing my
head of all thoughts, not knowing who was here, at school, to
come and pick me up. I was half hoping it'd be my parents,
coming to say that they've been on some secret mission for
the past few years and they had to fake their death to get away
from me. The other half was praying it was Harper. I opened
up my locker, and grabbed my bag before closing my locker and
walking to the office to await whoever was there for me. I walked
in, only to see a guy talking to the woman at the front desk. He
turned his head when I walked in and smiled. "Man, Ainsley.
Little Ainsley.You grew up a lot. I haven't seen you
since you were about five or six. You don't remember me, do
you?" He said,
grinning."Um, no.. I'm sorry, I
really don't..." I said, quietly, kind of
embarrassed. He chuckled a
bit."It's me, Ethan. We used
to be best friends and neighbors until I
moved?" "Oh, yeah! That's right!
Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I didn't realize it was
you!"
"It's fine, come on.
Let's go, I've got something for you." He waved to
the woman at the front desk as we walked out to his car, my heart
racing a million miles per hour. God, even ten years later, he
still looked beautiful. I couldn't believe I didn't
realize it was him. "So, where'd that cut come
from?" He said, motioning towards my face. As a reaction, I
quickly covered the cut on my face with my hand. "Oh, um..
that?" I said, panicking, "It's just um, you know,
from my aunt's cat.. Um, Tillie, yeah, Tillie, the cat."
Oh great, he thinks I'm a total freak now. He isn't going
to want anything to do with me, I just know it, No, Ainsley, shut
up. He's here for a reason, just shut
up.
He took my hand off my face and
looked at the cut, "Really? That doesn't look like a cat
scratch to me.. Why don't you just tell me what really
happened? Along with the rest of the scars on your arms and the
one on your neck that I can
see?"
"Well, it's been hard,
I'm not sure if you've heard. But, when I was seven, I
lost my parents in a car accident. Ever since, I've lived
with my insanely abusive drug crazy aunt, which has been Hell. I
have depression, and I just finished therapy for my Anorexia
Nervosa, but nothing's stopped the cutting. I'm addicted,
and I can't help it. I wish I never would've picked up
the blade on that first night, it was such a mistake. But, I
didn't know what else to do, so I just let loose. That's
when I knew that cutting was my addiction; my only
escape."
"Well, Ainsley, you're
absolutely beautiful, and nothing's going to change that. I
came here today, to pick you up because I needed to tell you
something, something important. And, now I really need you to
listen, even though this might sound insane, every little word
that's about to come out of my mouth is true. So, are you
listening?"I drew in a deep breath, then let it out,
"Yeah, I
am.""Well, Ainsley, ever since we
were little and would always play together, I've had a crush
on you. When my parents and I moved away, I was heartbroken
because I knew it'd be years until I actually got to see you
again. And then when I was old enough, and started having
girlfriends, I couldn't do it. every single time I looked
into another girls eyes, I saw you. I'm crazy about you
Ainsley, I love you..."
~Aww! Cute, right? well, I hope you like it;
andddd... here's Ethan ! :
http://file045.bebo.com/5/mediuml/2008/05/23/14/3432468952a7816527247ml.jpg~
iluhyoux · 1 decade ago
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SO CUTE