Finding Everett | ✔️

Chapter Twelve

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Everett's eyes widened and he stood up, backing away from the piano. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! No. No. Just...no. I can't.”

He walked towards the kitchen, Lizzie following him closely. “I mean, how am I supposed to traverse the Big Apple when I seem to be missing a vital tool of navigation?” he asked, leaning against the counter and folding his arms across his chest, waiting for her answer.

She came up and stood beside him, her arm linking with his. “Well, that's why I would be there. Do you really think I'm gonna let something happen to you?” she tells him. “Come on, Everett! You need to get out of this house and experience the world. I promise I won't ditch you in the middle of the city.”

Everett looked thoughtful. It seemed like he was actually considering it. “But...” he hesitated. “What are people gonna think when they see you dragging me everywhere? I mean...” He let his eyes fall down, his arms still crossed.

She dared to speak out again. She knew what happened last time, but she still didn't have the desire for him to never leave this house. She wanted him to get out and get some fresh air. “I know why you stay here. You're afraid. And with every right to be. You're afraid that people will judge you based on what you can and can't do. You think the only thing they will focus on is that you can't see. And you're right. That's something that they will heavily focus on. But that's why people like them never find a place in our lives. Sure, the pathways cross briefly, but they never become entwined. Those people don't matter, Everett. The main objective in life is to find people who see you the way you see them.”

He made a face, his concentration level going through the roof. Finally he sighed and pushed away from the counter. “I'll go get my shoes,” he confirmed, walking down the hall.

Lizzie smiled widely and jumped up and down. “Yes!” she whispered to herself. “You might want a jacket, too. It's kinda cold out,” she called out to him. She smiled widely; this was going to be great.

“Mom, I'm gonna go out with Lizzie. I'll be back later,” she heard Everett call out to his mother.

Denise poked her head out of Cole's room to look at him. “Really?” he nodded. “Oh, well ... okay, be careful ... ” she said carefully.

Lizzie realized that this was going to be the first time Everett left without either her or Jesse by his side. She didn't consider how nervous it would make Denise to have Everett going off alone. She knew Denise trusted her; they had become quite close recently and all the dinners and hanging out helped her case.

“Don't worry, Mrs. North,” she told her, sending a smile. “I won't let him out of my sight.”

Everett audibly groaned, mumbling something under his breath about not needing a babysitter. Lizzie just grinned as the two exited the home.

“Okay, so now what genius?” Everett asked, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his coat. “Jesse told me you don't have a car. How are we supposed to get to New York City?”