I sat on my bed, the events of today running through my mind like a train full speed. It just shocked me that Liam would actually diss me just because his friends were there. He didn't seem like someone to do that.
I checked my phone. Dillon had texted me about a million times. I remembered that I hadn't replied to him earlier.
Me: i came home. wasn't feeling well.
I lied, at least not in person. I just hope he buys it and doesn't ask about it, then he'll know something is up.
Dillon: okay. Feel better!
I smiled. Dillon was always there for me, like the best girl friend I never had. It meant a lot to know that I could talk to him without him making fun of me, or telling other people, or just down right embarrassing me.
I looked at the clock. It had just turned three, which means school had just ended and I needed to get my ass out of bed.
I sighed and hauled myself to my feet. I trudged downstairs. I really wasn't in the mood to do anything. My crying, blogging, thinking had worn me down, not physically but mentally.
"Amber! You came out of your cave." my mom cheered, walking in from the living room.
I smiled, grabbing a yogurt from the fridge and sat down at the counter. "I needed to get up."
"Well, I'm glad you did." my mom smiled. "Want me to make you something?"
I nodded. My mom made the best dishes. She had studied at a culinary arts school in college, since she wanted to be a chef. She studied for about two years before she got pregnant with me. My "dad" never stuck around for us so my mom chose a job she could balance. The therapist job pays well and gives her time to spend with me.
"Okay, what'll it be? Cookies? Brownies? Or more of a meal?"
"Cookies please." I smiled. Oh did I loved cookies. My mom made these killer sugar cookies too.
"Awesome, not too hard, but just enough to make me want to stop cooking." she smiled at me and started getting all the ingredients out.
I laughed. My mom always had a sense of humor. She always knew how to cheer me up, which if you knew me, was nearly impossible.
"So," my mom started, putting the flower in the bowl. "What exactly happened? You never told me. And you said you would!" she pointed the spoon at me and tried to keep a serious face. I laughed at that.
"Well, when I was at my locker Liam came up to me. We were talking, everything going fine. Then his friend Tyler, you know? The one that got arrested last year? Well he yelled at Liam wondering why he would be talking to me. Liam told him to buzz off, but he didn't. He said that Liam was trying to get with me. Liam said "why her? why her out of any girl in this school?" That had hit hard. So I thanked him and ran to the bathroom." I said.
"So he dissed you in front of his friends?" I nodded. "Trying to look cool huh?" I nodded again, my mom sighed. "Honey, boys are dumb. They dont really understand the whole concept of dating. Some people will be sweet and kind when it comes to the first couple of weeks, but then they think they can start messing with you and, that obviously never ends well."
"I just thought he was different you know? He seemed so nice and for a second I thought he would actually stand up for me." I sighed.
"I know, it will get better though. Did you break up with him?"
"No. I just told him to give me time to think."
My mom shook her head. "Honey, I'm not going to push you or stop you from doing anything, but I would think that if he would say something like that, he isn't the right guy for you."
I nodded. "I'm going to give him this chance, but I can't trust him completely."
"Good start. Now help me make these cookies." my mom smiled and I got up.
After about fifteen minutes of stirring, cookie cutting, and all the stuff you do when baking, we finished.
"Let's go watch a movie." My mom suggested, grabbing my hand and pulling me to the living room. I nodded and sat down on the couch, pulling the fuzzy blanket I had grabbed over me.
I heard the doorbell ring and got up to go see who it was. My guess is it was Dillon, due to the fact he would probably come to see how I was doing.
I put on the whole sick act and opened the door. To my surprise there was no one there. I looked around, looking for a car or someone running away. No one was though. I looked down and there was a package.
It wasn't a package that the postal service would bring, no. It was a package that someone had hand wrapped and dropped off at my house.
I picked it up. It wasn't light, but wasn't heavy. There was nothing that sounded breakable, but nothing was moving around.
On the top of the package was my name, written in cursive. For all I knew, Dillon couldn't write in cursive. He sucked at it.
I went back inside, carrying the package with me. I got to the living room and saw my mom on the couch, eating popcorn. "What's that?" she asked, pointing to the package.
"I don't know, but someone dropped it off just now. It wasn't the postal service."
I sat on the couch next to my mom. I tore off the paper, too curious to know what was inside to care about the wrapping paper.
I opened the box, which was a shoe box from Charlotte Russe, and saw a bunch of things, but the first thing was the card.
It had a couple holding hands and walking on the beach. I knew who it was from now. I opened the card and read it.
I know you're mad at me. I know you probably don't want anything to do with me right now, but I wanted to give this to you. I know tomorrow is you're birthday, but I couldn't wait. Something might happen between us, that's even more than taking a break, and it would be weird to give this to you. I'm not trying to change your mind or anything. I just wanted you to know that I love you and I always will. I'm sorry for what I did today and wish I could rewind this all and do over today, but I can't and I'm sorry. I love you.
I closed the card and felt a tear start coming down my face, knowing that what he said was from the heart. It meant so much to me that he cared about me this much, that he would do this for me.
I looked back down at the box. There was a piece of paper, a list actually.
Open in this order:
1. The rectangular box with Santa wrapping paper.
I looked at the box again and pulled out that specific item. I unwrapped it and saw it was a DVD. I obviously had to watch it.
"Mom, can I put this in instead?" I asked and she nodded. I put the disc in and played it.
It was a video of all the pictures we had taken over the weekend. It was of us kissing, making weird faces, and all the cute photos couples take. Then there was a video. It was in the bathroom, on top of the towel rack.
I walked in, asking for Liam. It was the video of when he scared me. I laughed at the memory, my mom laughing too.
Then the video changed to him. He was in his room, a guitar in hand. He started playing a song. I had never heard of it before. He must of wrote it.
"Said I'd never leave her 'cuz her hands fit like my tee shirt. Tongue tied over three words, cursed."
I cried, knowing this song was about us and how we had our little problem going on. It was the most beautiful song I had ever heard and it meant so much that he had wrote it for me.
Then the video ended. So I took it out, put it in its case and looked back down at the paper.
2. The big blob wrapped in tissue paper.
So, I looked back down and saw the big blob. It was light and shaped weirdly. I unwrapped it, finding a white teddy bear holding a heart. It said "I Wuv You" which was so cheesy, but so romantic.
I looked back down at the paper.
3. The giant square at the bottom of the box.
I found that big, giant square on the bottom. It was wrapped in sparkly wrapping paper this time. I opened it and inside was a heart. One full of chocolates. They were filled with caramel and they tasted so good.
I looked at the paper once more. There was only one more thing on the list, but many more items.
4. The tiny square box. It has a bow on the top. After you open that you can open everything else.
I found that tiny square with the box on it. It was a box for jewelry, which made me excited. I opened it up and found a ring, my size, with a diamond heart in the middle.
Now this was no phony fake ring. No, it was pure silver with a real diamond!
You could say I cried a lot after that. It was the best thing someone had ever given to me. At the moment, I think the best idea is to take Liam back, but to be honest, I'm not sure. I still need some time I guess, but he understands that. If we don't get back together I hope to become friends with him. I can't loose someone that means so much to me. That just wouldn't be right.
I'll talk to you all soon - Amber <3