Soon after everything happened, cops and an ambulance arrived. Jake was cuffed and taken away. That made me feel a little better. Then a couple paramedics came toward me with some medical equipment. They asked if I was okay, and I nodded. I still didn’t dare to speak.
They checked my blood pressure and heart beat. Once they declared I was okay, they left. Then a female police officer came over and asked me what happened. I explained everything and she wrote it all down.
Ryder stayed with me the whole time. It felt nice. My parents came rushing in and immediately embraced me with a hug. After them, Meg and Trish came running in too. They hugged me and I was grateful to have such good friends. How’d they find out though was what I was wondering. Ryder might’ve told them. He knows me so well.
Out of all the things that could ever happen to me, this is not what I would’ve ever thought. I’ve only really ever read about this happening to teens in article or I’ve seen stories on the news. This is real though, and it can happen to anyone.
After a little more explaining, my parents drove me home. Meg drove my car to my house and Trish drove hers over too. I decided that I wanted Meg, Trish and Ryder to spend the night. They just made me feel better and safer.
When I got home, my mom brought me a hot bowl of soup as if I were sick. This is one of the few times I’ve seen my mom act in a caring manner. She also brought out some pizza to Meg, Trish, and Ryder. There weren’t many things said. There was just an awkward silence that filled the entire room. I wanted to talk though. Not about what had just happened, but about something.
“Did you guys ever think something like could happen?” I ask, breaking the silence.
“No. Not at all.” Trish replied, her face saddened.
“I mean, it happens at a lot of schools, I know, but to have it happen to one of my best friends… It’s a strange feeling.” Meg makes her point.
“I should’ve gotten there sooner. I should’ve been there for you. I…” Ryder begins to curse himself, but I cut him off.
“Hey, it wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t anyone’s fault.” After I say this, I realize that it was partially someone’s fault. Cass. She’s the one who made Jake cheat on me in the first place.
“You saved me Ryder. Thank you.” This is true.
He’s the one who came looking for me when he realized I wasn’t at my house. He’s the one who found me, held against my will, knife centimeters away from my throat. He’s the one who yelled for Jake to drop the knife and get down on the ground. He yelled for teachers, he called the police, he comforted me. He saved my life.
I find myself scooting closer to Ryder. We were sitting at opposite ends of my couch, because he wanted to give me space. I didn’t want space though. I wanted to be as close to Ryder as I could, for as long as I could. We were sharing the same couch cushion before I even knew it. Ryder put his arms around my shoulders, his arms are comforting and firm. I like it that way, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
He kissed my forehead and whispers I love you into my ear. I smile. I want to do it too, but I can’t make myself break free of his grasp. Instead, I touch his hand and rub the back of it with my thumb, hoping it expresses how I love him too.
After we ran out of things to talk about, I remembered something. How could I forget it? I can’t believe I didn’t remember sooner!
“How were the auditions?” I ask, jumping up. I broke free of Ryder’s arm, but I still sat shoulder-to-shoulder with him.
“Oh my god! I forgot to tell you about that!” Meg’s face fills with recognition.
“They rescheduled the auditions. Something about a delay in Michigan or whatever.” Trish explains.
“When are the auditions now?” I ask intrigued.
“Next week on Monday.” Meg replies.
“What auditions?” Ryder pipes up.
Meg, Trish and I all three explain the auditions to Ryder and being the boy he is, he laughs at our girly enthusiasm. It’s funny to see the normalcy we all have, considering what just happened a couple hours ago.
“You should audition with me!” I suggest to Ryder.
“I’m not really the acting type.” Ryder laughs.
“Well I am, it’s just be for fun. Please?” I give him silly puppy dog eyes.
“Okay, I guess so.” Ryder caves with a smile and a laugh.
I laugh too, glad to be forgetting what had happened only hours earlier. Glad to have a normal heart beat again. Glad to my best friends and Ryder with me.