"You're engaged!" My parents exclaimed. I didn't know what they were saying because I definitely was not even close to marriage with my boyfriend. "Alek, come in!" My parents called for my best friend. His family and my family had been close friends since... Well...Basically forever. Alek was my soul mate, my best friend, my other half, but I loved my boyfriend, Ian Turk. Ian was also my soul mate, my best friend, my other half, and I was IN love with him. Nothing could change that. Or so I hoped. =>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=> My parents went on about how happy they were that we were engaged and how our family would be linked together forever. My grandpa just sat there smiling goofily while tears of joy ran down his cheeks. "Wait, could someone please explain what's going on here? I have a BOYFRIEND and he isn't Alek and I love him and... and... and..." "Come on, Rachel," Grandpa pleaded with his scruffy voice,"This is a promise that has to be kept. Alek's grandfather and I were the best of friends and so were our parents. When we were young, we promised each other that we would marry our children and well, we only had sons, so.... Look, I didn't want gay children and niether did he and that's why we pushed the promise down to the next generation." My anger didn't seem to bother them at all. I knew that Alek was secretly enjoying this. He had been in love with me since 7th grade. When he confessed his love, I didn't know what to say or what to do because I loved him back, just not the same way. We were a couple for about 1 1/2 weeks and broke up- like all other 7th grade relationships. Alek was still in love with me though. He told me the summer after 8th grade, but I told him I didn't feel that same way and yet he told me he would wait for me no matter what. It's been three years and he still hasn't broken his promise to wait for me. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO," I exclaimed,"And I don't care grandpa. I love you and all, but you can't just make me marry anyone you want. Alek might feel differently, but I'm not marrying him. I'm too young too! I CAN'T get married at 17!!!!!" And with that, I stomped out of the room like a 6 year old. ******************************************** My house was more of mansion. It was big enough to fit at least ten families, but it was only my family and Alek's here. I don't know who built this house, but they must have been really important because there were hundred of secret passageways and emergency rooms. Alek and I had found almost all of them together throughout our lives. I knew Alek would know where I was going, but I didn't care. I just wanted to get away from things. My favorite room was the one behind my dresser. It reminded me of Narnia when I was little. The door of the dresser was already open and I slowly entered. My fingers fell right into the hole that opened the back of the dresser. My body had memorized how to get to the secret room and I was there in no time. The room was stacked with my childhood books and diaries that had gone "missing". This room was just so comforting. This is where all my tears had fallen, where my feelings were poured out. Alek came in through the passageway behind his bathroom mirror. I glared at him trying to send my message saying, Get out, get out, get out, get out, GET OUTTTTT! He just laughed and smiled his soft kind smile that made it hard to stay mad. I hated him for it, but it was my weakness. "I don't know what your trying to say with your face, but your messing up the beauty in your face. Plus you look constipated." He joked. "Funny," I gave him my best sarcastic voice. "I know your enjoying this, but you know I only have eyes for Ia-" My sentence was interrupted by his lips pressing against mine and I couldn't help, but to kiss back. I melted in his hands.
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THANKS FOR YOUR SUPPORT! Also, check out Do you hear me? ============================== As soon as I completely processed what we were doing, I pushed him away. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!?" I yelled at him. I knew it was also my fault, but I couldn't help but put all the blame on him. "You kissed back. Admit it you love me too and you want me just as much as I want you." He accused, smiling. I wanted to kiss him again, but I scolded myself. I loved Ian. He was the only one for me. The only one I should be in love with. Not Alek. I was angry at myself, Alek, my grandfather, and everyone else. So, I put my anger out by yelling at him some more. "YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE IAN! AND YOU KNOW THAT!" I yelled at him more and more until I couldn't anymore. I saw the look on his face and I realized how much I was hurting him and that I had made a huge mistake. He was my best friend and he loved me and I loved him back... Alek couldn't help it that he loved me. It's just something that couldn't be helped. But I also couldn't help that Ian and I were in love too. I had to choose one or the other. No matter what. I couldn't let this go on forever.
Be sure to check out my other story! It's called Do you hear me? •=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=• That night I went to Ian's house. I told my parents I was going to tell him that we couldn't see each other because I was engaged. Half of it was true because I was going to tell him I was engaged, I just wasn't sure about the breaking up part. It was pretty late when I went to his house and I was probably going to stay up even later, so I climbed up the side of his house that had a fencing (that could be used as a ladder) spiraled with flowers and flower vines. I climbed onto the roof that came from the side of his room. "Hey babe," I called, knocking on his window. The window opened silently and I entered while making sure no one saw me. "Hey sexy," He seduced, his arms around my waist. I quickly pushed them off before we did anything and explained to him. "Ian, you know that I love you so much. And you trust me right? My parents told me I'm engaged to Alek. So, to cool off a little I-" "WHAT?!? YOUR MY GIRL! I won't let you marry him! I always hated that guy" "Listen... Please... I went to the secret room behind my dresser and Alek came in. He kissed me and I couldn't help, but to kiss back. I don't know who I should love or what I should do and I'm so confused right now. So, I woild really appreciate you not yelling at me because I can't have everyone mad at me including you." When I was finished I took a few breaths and there was a silence. Ian lifted my chin up with his tender touch. "Don't let this come between us, babe. I will always love you. You know that." And with that he took one long kiss. In my head everything was crazy, out of place, out of order. I knew I should have stopped myself for Alek's sake, but when my body said yes, I couldn't stop myself. I felt like a complete slüt. Emotionally and physically. =>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=> The next day, at school, as soon as I saw Alek, I ran as fast as I could and as soon as he saw me he did too. Before he got away, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him close, hugging his back. "I'm really confused right now. I don't know what to do. I keep on causing these issues and... and-" I was interrupted by a girl named Katarina, one of the prettiest girls I knew. "Who is she?" Katarina asked innocently. I knew that she was a closet bïtch. We were bestfriends until Sophomore year when Gretchen Williams came to this school and took over everything. "Nobody," He shrugged. "Just some girl I know." Alek pushed my arms off and walked away, arm around Katarina's waist. Hot tears strolled down my cheeks like a river. I stood there for what seemed like eternity, embarassed and humiliated. ><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< HOPE YOU LIKED IT!!
><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< As I cried, an unfamiliar voice talked to me from behind. " Rachel, right? Rachel Schmidt?" He asked. It was Sam MacDonald from social studies. "Yeah, hi." I said, wiping my tears away. "Are you okay? I mean... Is everything alright?" He asked like he was really worried about me. "Yeah-sniff-everything's fine," I lied. For a second my breath was taken away at his face. I never noticed how blue his eyes were or how strong and prominent his facial features were. He was... beautiful. "Well, it doesn't seem like it," He smiled," Look if you ever need me, here's my number. You can tell me anything. Remember that." He comforted. Maybe I was falling for him because I needed somebody there for me. Maybe I was just using him. Classes went by so slowly I thought they would never end. In the middle of math, Sam texted me and it said, -- Meet me at the town park later, I have to talk to you-- I've known him ever since kindergarten and I had a little crush on him in 1st grade, but he never noticed me. To be honest, I was a little excited to see him. There I was, emotionally whöring again. =>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=> When I got to the park, Sam was already there, waiting for me. I sat down with him on the bench. "Hey..." I greeted. "Hey..." He answered. "So, what did you wanna tell me?" I was nervous because I already knew what he was going to say. "Rachel, I love you." And before I could say anything back, he kissed me. I was screaming on the inside and I knew I couldn't keep this going, but I couldn't help that my childhood feelings might have been coming back. Here I was. Melting in is strong durable arms, whöring again. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> YOU LIKE?!?!? lol. anyways be sure to check out Do you hear me?
Don't forget to check out my other story, Do you hear me? <=>=<=>=<=>=<=>=<=>=<=>=<=>=<=> Even though I didn't want to, I pushed Sam away. For a while, we just stared at each other. There was chemistry here, but I couldn't do it. "I can't do this," I tried to explain,"I'm engaged, I have a boyfriend, and my fiancé isn't even my boyfriend. Things are really hard on me right now. I love Ian Turk and Alek Rivers, but I think I've hurt both of them too much. Hurting even more people will make everythig even worse and I especially don't want to hurt you because you're my childhood crush... You shouldn't be in the middle-" My speed lecture/talk was interrupted. "I was your childhood crush?" He smirked the wise guys smirk which made it even harder to let him go. "I don't want this decision between Ian and Alek to include you too. I have to let you g-" "Then just choose me." He said simply. As soon as I opened my mouth to reply, he pecked me on the cheek, got up, and left me sitting there, speechless. <=>=<=>=<=>=<=>=<=>=<=>=<=>=<=> Sorry for the short update