Wallflower

Elaine Hutcherson is a shy, insecure, 16 year old girl.
It all changes when she meets 7 friends.
She will have the best year until her dad comes to take her away.
And crime, murder, and disaster begins.

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7. WRECKED

         I woke up in my bed holding my chest. It was a dream. I sit up and think...When did the dream start? Oh! I never spent the night at the beach. We went home afterwards. I get up and go to the kitchen. "Hey Mom." I say. She gets out her coffee. "Hey Laine." I don't eat any breakfast. So I went to my room and threw on a white tank top, denim cut off shorts, and a beanie, with some lace up boots. I put on my fake nerd glasses and head outside. I look over at Jordan's house and he's sitting outside writing in a notebook. I creep over to my screen in porch where I can see him better. He drops the notebook and sings. "Girl, I can't leave you with him. It can't be like this. So fall into my arms...Don't be alarmed, just relax baby. I love you, I love you. More than he could. So you'll see, you'll see. I'm wrecked....I'm wrecked." I loved his voice. That must be the chorus. When he went back to scribbling on his notebook I walked over to him. He stared at my outfit. "Woah. Nerd coming through." I smile. "Actually I'm a hipster. I dress up like hipsters." Jordan smiled and looked at the ground. "Elaine, Ridge really really likes you" he said as he lifted his head up. I feel my cheeks get warm. "I can tell. but Delilah likes him..." I said, sittting beside him. "I could never do that to my best friend." Jordan's hand falls ontop of mine. He looks at me. "But Ridge is obsessed. He won't stop talking about your hair, your face, your personality, and, your smile..." I feel a tingle in my chest and stomach. No. Jordan is liking me too. We leaned in closer. And we kissed again. This time, longer. "OH JORDAN NO THE FHUCK YOU AINT." I heard a voice yell. Ridge... he ran over. Pushing Jordan onto the ground. Jordan got up and puched Ridge. "Stop!" I yelled. I hold Jordan back. I let go as Ridge calmed down.

               Ridge walked over to me. "I'm sorry Elai-" I interrupted, "No. What you did was bad." I walk away, madly.  I felt their eyes on me. I keep my head straight and walk to my house. I run inside. "What's wrong Elaine?" My mom asks. "Nothing." I say, heading straight for the pantry. I grab my nutella and grab a spoon. I sit on the porch ignoring Ridge, punching the side of his house, then screaming in pain. "AAAAAAAGH." He screamed even louder. I dropped my nutella and walked over to Ridge. I took his bruised fist and held it in my hand. "If you had common sense, you'd be ok and let the thing blow over. But no. It's totally different. You have to take it out on yourself, and try to make me feel bad for you. Then you act like it's all ok and you're "man" enough to be strong but yet you punch walls and hurt yourself...That proves you're a wimp." I say. He looks at me, his eyes squinted because of the sun. "You don't understand do you?" he asks, grabbing my shoulder. "I probably don't. But I can get a clue. You're just so full of yourself." I say. Ridge turns and releases my shoulder. "I'm sorry Elaine. I...I love you.." he says. I freeze. Staring at him. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn my head to see Jordan. "Sorry Elaine...I messed things up." I turn back to Ridge. "You guys should make up...I am not something to be fought over." I said. Jordan grabs my wrist and pulls me to him. "You are worth it..." he says. Ridge looks down. "Elaine... He loves you so I'm backing away.." Jordan says. I see tears in his eyes. I could feel a lump in my throat. Oh no don't cry Elaine. Don't cry, they are gonna feel sorry and want me more...Oh... Don't don't... I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Ridge pulled me in for a hug. I lay my head on his shoulder. Jordan stared at us then walked away. I let go of Ridge and ran to Jordan. I hugged him too. "Sorry." I whisper.

 

       Now. We were all wrecked.

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