Status: One-Shot
Reminiscing on Love
One-Shot
I sat on the swing, looking down at my converse in disgust. The wind blew around me, but I felt nothing. I can't feel anything inside or outside of my numb body. Not ever since....
I shook my head, trying to discard the painful memories that wanted to play inside my mind tauntingly. I promised myself I wouldn't look back on the past, where everything was perfect. I promised I wouldn't cry over it. But I would always find myself suffering from the past, always trying to rid myself of the pain that was placed inside my heart.
A tear slipped down my ivory cheeks as I finally let myself reminisce on the past.
"I love you Wisdom...I hope you know that," My best friend mumbled as he stared up in the clear, blue sky of San Diego.
"But I love you more, Adam. You're the bestest guy friend any girl could ever ask for," I smiled at him.
Adam rolled his eyes at my cheesiness.
"Whatever," He laughed.
Adam became silent as he sighed, his mind filled with things that I had no clue he felt.
"Remember when we were four and we had a fake wedding in my backyard?" He asked me.
I giggled and nodded my head, "And I ran away after we said our vows?"
"Why did you run away?" Adam asked.
"I don't know. I was afraid, I guess." I answered him.
"It was fake, Wisdom."
"So?"
Adam shook his head and turned to me. "You know, we never did kiss."
I felt my face get hot. "And?"
"I want that kiss," He stated so bluntly.
I stared at him and saw the smirk that was placed upon his angelic face. He thought I wouldn't do it. He thought I was too chicken.
But I completely surprised him when my body tackled his down and my lips crashed onto his. My lips burned as I tasted him. He was so sweet, yet so sour. It was good. I wanted more. I could feel my insides heat up and a fire was dancing inside me.
I pulled away and stared at Adam with glazed eyes. His swollen lips were open and he looked confused. I stood up from the ground and took a deep breath.
"Say something," I croaked.
Adam didn't listen, but he stood up and walked away from me, shaking his head, mumbling unintelligent things.
"Adam! Stop! Please!" I ran after him and grabbed his elbow. He paused and turned to me with a blank look.
"I-I...I need to go," He breathed in.
"What?"
"I need time to think for awhile. I'm just....confused," He whispered to me.
"Confused? About what?" I asked incredulous.
Adam bit his bottom lip, looking around as if he was too nervous to tell me.
"That kiss..." He trailed off.
"What about it? If you didn't like it, just forget about it."
I didn't want him to forget about it. I wanted him to remember it always. To cherish it and want more.
"That's the thing though, Wisdom. I can't. I won't."
"Then why are you confused?" I was now getting frustrated with this boy. "If you can't then what's the damn problem?"
I started to rant on and on, my anger boiling at Adam's attitude. I threw my hands up, and Adam slammed them back to my sides. My eyes grew wide as I saw the frustration and sadness swim in his blue eyes.
"I'm gay!" He shouted. "Or I thought I was..."
My mouth was now wide open. My best friend, my hero, my love; He was gay. Of all the secrets he told me, this was the important one he left out. The one he was too afraid to tell me. The one that he knew deep inside would break me.
I stared at Adam as he stared back expectantly.
"What?"
"I'm gay."
"You're...gay?"
"Yes."
"You like boys?"
"Yes."
I held back the tears that were threatening to fall from my eyes. My bottom lip trembled and I felt my lip ring hit softly on my chin. I tried to step back from Adam, but his hands on my biceps gripped on me tighter.
"I'm sorry. I was going to tell you sooner."
I shook my head and I looked down at the ground beneath my feet. My brown, choppy hair fell into my face and hid it well. The tears started to pour down and a soft sob escaped me.
"Let go."
"Bu-"
"Adam." I said firmly.
His grip on my arm loosened and his hand fell to his side.
I ran away a second later. I ran as fact as I could. I didn't look back; not once. But if I did, I would've saw Adam's own tears fall gracefully down his face.
That was six months ago. I haven't seen him since. In person at least.
A week after our fight, he tried out for American Idol. He won of course. Now I see him almost everyday; and everyday I wallow in my self pity. My family and friends tried to help me get through the ache that my heart was going through, but no one could actually console me enough to let me console myself.
No could help. No one.
A small sob made its way through my lips. The tears spilled over even more and it was like a water fall. My head was bowed and my shoulders shook. I was trembling so bad I didn't notice someone push my swing from behind. I soared into the sky and I let out a scream as I saw that I was going upwards. When I was on ground level I jumped off and turned around angrily to my intruder.
"What the hell do--Adam?"
Standing in all his glory stood the man I never thought I'd see again. He kicked at the sand underneath him and look at me with a sad smile.
"Hey," He whispered.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I-I was in the neighborhood," He answered lamely, rubbing the back of his neck with a nervous chuckle.
"Really?" I sniffled.
Adam observed me and raised an eyebrow. "You look horrible."
"Thanks. That's just what I need to hear." I said sarcastically. "What're you really here for, Adam? Huh? Did you come to hurt me again?"
Adam looked taken aback as his mouth hung open. "What?"
"Don't play stupid."
"I'm not!"
"Ha! You're such a liar!" I stomped away from him in fury.
"Wisdom! Wisdom, will you just stop for a second! Wisdom!" Adam quickly jogged over to me and blocked my way of getting past him.
"Just hear me out!"
"So you can just lie again to my face? No thanks."
"I didn't lie. I just simply didn't tell you about it."
"Well, you've told me. Now leave me alone."
I pushed past Adam and walked off, but then I suddenly stopped when he shouted out three words that made my world freeze to the spot.
"W-what?" I stuttered
Adam ran over to me and took my hands into his. "I love you." He stated.
I stared hard at him with piercing eyes.
He loves me? He loves me? Well, what a crock of shit!
My hand pulled away from Adam's and quickly came into contact with his cheek.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I screamed at him. "You tell me you're gay and now, six months later, you want to tell me that piece of shit of a lie? Why you are the most conceited, despicable, idioti--"
Adam cut me off roughly. His lips were on mine before I could finish my insults and I tried to fight him off. I punched his chest and kicked but to no avail. He was too strong and I was too weak.
Soon enough, I found myself falling into his arms and the water works had begun again. My arms snaked around his neck and his wrapped themselves around my waist. He pulled me tighter into him as I started to slip from being weak in the knees.
We pulled away slowly when we needed air. Our foreheads touched and I could feel his shallow breath hit my lips.
"I love you Wisdom Sarah Start. I'm not gay. Not ever since you're lips gave its sweet taste to mine."
I rolled my eyes at his comment. "Yeah. Whatever."
Adam look at me with a pointed stare. I sighed, knowing what he wanted.
"And I love you, Adam Mitchel Lambert."
I shook my head, trying to discard the painful memories that wanted to play inside my mind tauntingly. I promised myself I wouldn't look back on the past, where everything was perfect. I promised I wouldn't cry over it. But I would always find myself suffering from the past, always trying to rid myself of the pain that was placed inside my heart.
A tear slipped down my ivory cheeks as I finally let myself reminisce on the past.
"I love you Wisdom...I hope you know that," My best friend mumbled as he stared up in the clear, blue sky of San Diego.
"But I love you more, Adam. You're the bestest guy friend any girl could ever ask for," I smiled at him.
Adam rolled his eyes at my cheesiness.
"Whatever," He laughed.
Adam became silent as he sighed, his mind filled with things that I had no clue he felt.
"Remember when we were four and we had a fake wedding in my backyard?" He asked me.
I giggled and nodded my head, "And I ran away after we said our vows?"
"Why did you run away?" Adam asked.
"I don't know. I was afraid, I guess." I answered him.
"It was fake, Wisdom."
"So?"
Adam shook his head and turned to me. "You know, we never did kiss."
I felt my face get hot. "And?"
"I want that kiss," He stated so bluntly.
I stared at him and saw the smirk that was placed upon his angelic face. He thought I wouldn't do it. He thought I was too chicken.
But I completely surprised him when my body tackled his down and my lips crashed onto his. My lips burned as I tasted him. He was so sweet, yet so sour. It was good. I wanted more. I could feel my insides heat up and a fire was dancing inside me.
I pulled away and stared at Adam with glazed eyes. His swollen lips were open and he looked confused. I stood up from the ground and took a deep breath.
"Say something," I croaked.
Adam didn't listen, but he stood up and walked away from me, shaking his head, mumbling unintelligent things.
"Adam! Stop! Please!" I ran after him and grabbed his elbow. He paused and turned to me with a blank look.
"I-I...I need to go," He breathed in.
"What?"
"I need time to think for awhile. I'm just....confused," He whispered to me.
"Confused? About what?" I asked incredulous.
Adam bit his bottom lip, looking around as if he was too nervous to tell me.
"That kiss..." He trailed off.
"What about it? If you didn't like it, just forget about it."
I didn't want him to forget about it. I wanted him to remember it always. To cherish it and want more.
"That's the thing though, Wisdom. I can't. I won't."
"Then why are you confused?" I was now getting frustrated with this boy. "If you can't then what's the damn problem?"
I started to rant on and on, my anger boiling at Adam's attitude. I threw my hands up, and Adam slammed them back to my sides. My eyes grew wide as I saw the frustration and sadness swim in his blue eyes.
"I'm gay!" He shouted. "Or I thought I was..."
My mouth was now wide open. My best friend, my hero, my love; He was gay. Of all the secrets he told me, this was the important one he left out. The one he was too afraid to tell me. The one that he knew deep inside would break me.
I stared at Adam as he stared back expectantly.
"What?"
"I'm gay."
"You're...gay?"
"Yes."
"You like boys?"
"Yes."
I held back the tears that were threatening to fall from my eyes. My bottom lip trembled and I felt my lip ring hit softly on my chin. I tried to step back from Adam, but his hands on my biceps gripped on me tighter.
"I'm sorry. I was going to tell you sooner."
I shook my head and I looked down at the ground beneath my feet. My brown, choppy hair fell into my face and hid it well. The tears started to pour down and a soft sob escaped me.
"Let go."
"Bu-"
"Adam." I said firmly.
His grip on my arm loosened and his hand fell to his side.
I ran away a second later. I ran as fact as I could. I didn't look back; not once. But if I did, I would've saw Adam's own tears fall gracefully down his face.
That was six months ago. I haven't seen him since. In person at least.
A week after our fight, he tried out for American Idol. He won of course. Now I see him almost everyday; and everyday I wallow in my self pity. My family and friends tried to help me get through the ache that my heart was going through, but no one could actually console me enough to let me console myself.
No could help. No one.
A small sob made its way through my lips. The tears spilled over even more and it was like a water fall. My head was bowed and my shoulders shook. I was trembling so bad I didn't notice someone push my swing from behind. I soared into the sky and I let out a scream as I saw that I was going upwards. When I was on ground level I jumped off and turned around angrily to my intruder.
"What the hell do--Adam?"
Standing in all his glory stood the man I never thought I'd see again. He kicked at the sand underneath him and look at me with a sad smile.
"Hey," He whispered.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I-I was in the neighborhood," He answered lamely, rubbing the back of his neck with a nervous chuckle.
"Really?" I sniffled.
Adam observed me and raised an eyebrow. "You look horrible."
"Thanks. That's just what I need to hear." I said sarcastically. "What're you really here for, Adam? Huh? Did you come to hurt me again?"
Adam looked taken aback as his mouth hung open. "What?"
"Don't play stupid."
"I'm not!"
"Ha! You're such a liar!" I stomped away from him in fury.
"Wisdom! Wisdom, will you just stop for a second! Wisdom!" Adam quickly jogged over to me and blocked my way of getting past him.
"Just hear me out!"
"So you can just lie again to my face? No thanks."
"I didn't lie. I just simply didn't tell you about it."
"Well, you've told me. Now leave me alone."
I pushed past Adam and walked off, but then I suddenly stopped when he shouted out three words that made my world freeze to the spot.
"W-what?" I stuttered
Adam ran over to me and took my hands into his. "I love you." He stated.
I stared hard at him with piercing eyes.
He loves me? He loves me? Well, what a crock of shit!
My hand pulled away from Adam's and quickly came into contact with his cheek.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I screamed at him. "You tell me you're gay and now, six months later, you want to tell me that piece of shit of a lie? Why you are the most conceited, despicable, idioti--"
Adam cut me off roughly. His lips were on mine before I could finish my insults and I tried to fight him off. I punched his chest and kicked but to no avail. He was too strong and I was too weak.
Soon enough, I found myself falling into his arms and the water works had begun again. My arms snaked around his neck and his wrapped themselves around my waist. He pulled me tighter into him as I started to slip from being weak in the knees.
We pulled away slowly when we needed air. Our foreheads touched and I could feel his shallow breath hit my lips.
"I love you Wisdom Sarah Start. I'm not gay. Not ever since you're lips gave its sweet taste to mine."
I rolled my eyes at his comment. "Yeah. Whatever."
Adam look at me with a pointed stare. I sighed, knowing what he wanted.
"And I love you, Adam Mitchel Lambert."
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To my bestest friend ever!!!! Sarah Start(((: I hope you liked it, girl.....I worked very hard on it...=P