I wanna feel weightless
Chapter 3
"Elizabeth,why?" Zack whimpered
"Why what? What's the matter?"
"What is on your legs?"
"What?" I asked, playing dumb
"Elizabeth, let me see your legs." He said sounding stern and adult like.
I sat down on the step and put my face in my hands, tears brimming in my eyes as i felt him lift up my shorts. I was waiting for a lecture or some kind of reprimand, but no, he just pulled my hands off of my face and wrapped his arms around me.
*Zack's POV*
i took her in my arms, holding her close.
"I love you, best friend, you know that, you know you're supposed to come to me if anything is wrong, we could've talked about it." I told her, tears fighting their way down my face.
I hate knowing she is in this much pain and I couldn't help her, I really did love her, I always have.
"Why did you do this?" I questioned, "I thought you had quit."
"I d-did quit on m-my arms-s-s, I d-did-nt want to h-hurt you" she was dry heaving now and I felt so bad for her, I wish I knew how to comfort her.
"Babe, it hurts me to see you like this," I said holding up her arm, "and crying." I of course was crying too now.
I really did love her, from that first day of freshman year, 6th period. When I first walked in the room I spotted her, I could see the pain in her eyes and I felt my stomach drop. I didn't know why at the time, she was a dork...not my usual type. I usually dated easy chicks with bikini hot bodies but this girl, she was something else. I had no interest in trying to get in her pants and never talk to her again, I wanted to get to know her. She was a dork but she was beautiful, I don't something about her, I just had to know her. I sat down next to her and introduced myself, I held out my hand for her to shake and after looking at it like I was diseased she told me her name. I could barely hear her, why was she whispering? As I looked down at the hand shaking mine, my eyes trailed up her arm and I understood why her eyes looked so empty. I didn't know how to react, I didn't know this girl, I didn't know her troubles, so I did the only thing I knew how, I drew her into a hug.
"Never do that Elizabeth, I can't have my best friend doing that." What did I just say? Did I call this girl I just met my best friend?
"Best friend?" She questioned ever so lightly. Suddenly I knew why I said it, she was going to be my best friend. I wasn't going to let her leave me or hurt herself again. Suddenly our hug was broken up by the teacher yelling at us about PDA, jeez these people are so strict, it's just hugging. I reluctantly pulled away and shouted in a whisper, "Yes, we are best friends now!"
"Why what? What's the matter?"
"What is on your legs?"
"What?" I asked, playing dumb
"Elizabeth, let me see your legs." He said sounding stern and adult like.
I sat down on the step and put my face in my hands, tears brimming in my eyes as i felt him lift up my shorts. I was waiting for a lecture or some kind of reprimand, but no, he just pulled my hands off of my face and wrapped his arms around me.
*Zack's POV*
i took her in my arms, holding her close.
"I love you, best friend, you know that, you know you're supposed to come to me if anything is wrong, we could've talked about it." I told her, tears fighting their way down my face.
I hate knowing she is in this much pain and I couldn't help her, I really did love her, I always have.
"Why did you do this?" I questioned, "I thought you had quit."
"I d-did quit on m-my arms-s-s, I d-did-nt want to h-hurt you" she was dry heaving now and I felt so bad for her, I wish I knew how to comfort her.
"Babe, it hurts me to see you like this," I said holding up her arm, "and crying." I of course was crying too now.
I really did love her, from that first day of freshman year, 6th period. When I first walked in the room I spotted her, I could see the pain in her eyes and I felt my stomach drop. I didn't know why at the time, she was a dork...not my usual type. I usually dated easy chicks with bikini hot bodies but this girl, she was something else. I had no interest in trying to get in her pants and never talk to her again, I wanted to get to know her. She was a dork but she was beautiful, I don't something about her, I just had to know her. I sat down next to her and introduced myself, I held out my hand for her to shake and after looking at it like I was diseased she told me her name. I could barely hear her, why was she whispering? As I looked down at the hand shaking mine, my eyes trailed up her arm and I understood why her eyes looked so empty. I didn't know how to react, I didn't know this girl, I didn't know her troubles, so I did the only thing I knew how, I drew her into a hug.
"Never do that Elizabeth, I can't have my best friend doing that." What did I just say? Did I call this girl I just met my best friend?
"Best friend?" She questioned ever so lightly. Suddenly I knew why I said it, she was going to be my best friend. I wasn't going to let her leave me or hurt herself again. Suddenly our hug was broken up by the teacher yelling at us about PDA, jeez these people are so strict, it's just hugging. I reluctantly pulled away and shouted in a whisper, "Yes, we are best friends now!"
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