Default Title - Write Your Own

Chapter 2

Eric up above

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"Eric." I said as I walked up to him at his locker.

"Hey boo." He said and winked at me. He was wearing a blue button up and blue jeans. 

I opened my locker which happened to be right next to his. 

Eric and I have a relationship like Naomi and Ely off of Naomi and Ely's No Kiss List. 

I love that movie.

I snapped back into reality.

"Did you hear Mrs. March?" I whisper yelled, taking his hand in mine. 

He intertwined our fingers together and lightly laughed. "Yeah. He's in our study group? Guess we'll have to break the news to Maria, Kasey and Cheyenne." 

"Gah, why? Why does he have to be in our study group? You know Cheyenne is gonna eat him up like chocolate." I said. Cheyenne is our other friend. Except she's popular, blonde hair, blue eyes, head cheerleader, slut. Ya know that type of stuff.

"Yea. Let her. She'll just go back to Br-- you know who..." He trailed off squeezing my hand.

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Brad. His name was Brad. 

He made me feel ALIVE. 

I thought we would be together forever.

I guess.

I was wrong.

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I held onto Eric's hand tightly. 

Like I was clinging to life.

"Could...you...maybe...loosen your grip a little. My hands turning purple." Eric said jokingly. I loosened my grip a little. 

"So. Wanna come over? Jackson and Megan are at the hospital for an ultrasound. Kyle, Lucas, Matt and Nate are all at work." I said. 

Jackson married Megan a year ago and she's currently pregnant. Jackson is a police officer and Megan is a Kindergarten Teacher.

Kyle is also a police officer.

Lucas and Matt are firefighters. With side jobs as bartenders.

Nate is attending college to become a whatever he wants to be.

Jackson has custody of me currently. We all live in one big house. Our dad moved out because he travels a lot for work. My mom died when I was seven.

I stopped in my tracks. 

Tears daring to slide down my cheeks.

Eric noticed my body tense up. 

"Hey, are you okay?" I hated that question. But I couldn't hold it together.

I turned towards him wrapped my arms around his waist and nuzzled my face into his chest.

He squeezed me tightly. 

He knew what I was thinking about. 

What I'm remembering.

Today's the day.

Today ten years ago. My mother died of cancer.

Memories flooded my mind. 

"Alice. Look at me. Everything's going to be okay." Eric cupped my face with his hands and lifted my face to meet his eyes.