The Acceptance of Change

Chapter 27: One Week Later.

I went to summer school today. I hadn't gone since the day I met Tommie, but I felt like I needed to finish what I started, I was motivated. The teacher was terribly worried about me due to my definitely worrying medical history over the past 2 weeks, but thankfully I cleaned up well, so that eased her mind.

Later on in the day, I asked my foster mom to drive me to The Firebird Place, and almost without hesitation, she did. When she dropped me off, I was nervous. I don't want her to be grateful to me for saving her life, I just want her to be grateful for being alive. I walk up towards the door. Normally, it's locked until the meeting time, which would be later on in the evening, but it's been left open for me.

I walk into the building and it feels...different. The mood has changed. I walked in alone this time. Tommie was originally supposed to come with me, but he was busy with summer school work, but I doubt he was. The summer school work we're given is insanely easy. If I had to guess, he lied to me so sadie and I would be alone.

I walked in to the room where she was supposed to be, but the light was off so I assumed maybe she didn't know I was here yet. I reached for the light in the dark, but I felt a hand there instead. The hand then flicked on the light.

"Happy birthday Jonas," Sadie said. I look around me and see the same birthday decorations that were used for her birthday party. "Tommie told me that we have the same birthday. Tommie felt horrible about not knowing, but I wanted to throw another party for you. Just you and me."

Her eyes were red, possibly from crying while setting all this up for me. She is showing me desirable care that no one has given me in my years of living. I lean forward and put my lips on hers. I've never kissed anyone before, but it feels right.

She then pulls herself away to look at me. Her lips are quivering, she looks like she's about to cry once more.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-" but before I could finish my sentence, just to shut me up, she put her lips on mine, this time we held it for longer. She pulled away then embraced me in a hug. I then hugged her back. She then began to weep in my arms.

"I'm not right for you," Sadie sobbed.

"You're more right for me than anyone has been or will ever be." I responded. Sadie cried in my arms for a while, but she was able to calm down.

"You wanna celebrate your birthday?" Sadie asked.

"Sure." I said.

As time went on, people arrived for the weekly meeting and joined us celebrating my birthday, and during that time, I never remember Sadie's hand leaving mine. 

The End...?