Chapter Thirty-Seven: Realizing the Truth

“W-what is it?” I asked, hesitantly as I approached my brother’s computer.

“Why don’t you see for yourself?” Thomas said, motioning for me to come closer.

I walked to his computer, as I read the article that was displayed on the screen. “What’s this article about?” I asked, Thomas turning my head from the screen to look at Thomas.

“Maybe, you should just read it for yourself,” My mom suggested.

I nodded my head, turning my attention back onto the computer screen.

Mother of two Commits Suicide days after giving Birth

A young mother has committed suicide by driving into a beam pole, just after 7:30 p.m. just days after she gave birth to a baby boy. Washington D.C Authorities say, that the mother Millie Storm, 30, has been unhappy or depressed with her life causing her to commit suicide leaving behind a thirteen year old boy and a new baby boy. The boy was born prematurely and is now in Intensive Care, there is no word from the family as Officers search deeper into this investigation.

My jaw dropped open as I felt tears prickling the corners of my eyes. There was a lot more to the article, but I didn’t want to read on. I would much rather hear it from Gavin himself than an article that might have not got all its facts right and I speak from experience.

“Why’d you stop?” I heard Thomas ask, breaking me from my trance.

“Because, it doesn’t feel right.” I said, softly.

“You would much rather ask the boy himself, won’t you?” My mom asked.

I nodded my head, “How did you know?”

“You were mumbling your thoughts aloud,” She stated.

I rolled my eyes, “Of course I was.”

“Do you want to see a picture of his mom?” Thomas asked.

I shook my head. “Thanks but no thanks. I would much rather hear the story and listen to Gavin as he explains his story, rather than my younger brother who is a creep.” I stated, “Gathering his information from the internet.”

“What else is the internet for? All people really do now a days is creep on others and ask google for every possible answer. What else do you think I do with my time?”

I looked back at my mother waiting for her to reply to what Thomas had just said. But, instead of paying attention to Thomas and realizing the way his brain works-differently.

She was staring at me. “What?”

“You really like the boy, enough to be patient and wait for him rather than have your brother spill all the details.” My mother stated.

I shrugged my shoulders in return, “So what if I do?”

“Then, I trust you and this boy.”

“You already trusted me with him, you basically handed me off. Might as well sign me off to him now, mother.” I said sarcastically.

My mother rolled her eyes, “My job is done.” She said, getting up from her seat and walking outside towards the door. A few seconds later we heard her shout, “Whose food is this in the hall?”

“Shit…” I muttered, under my breath.

*

The next day I found myself slouching in my seat as Ms. Angel explained to us the female and male human body. We were doing a unit on Health and let me say, there was things I never knew, that I know now, enough to make me sick.

“I am sure you all know how babies are made? Am I correct?” Ms. Angel asked, her brown eyes scanning the classroom.

I felt a little bit of vomit rising up from my throat. Holly wasn’t here today, she left at lunch probably knowing that today Ms. Angel wanted to do the health portion of gym.

“So, today we are actually going to join classes with the boy’s gym class.” She announced, clapping her hands together. “Mr. Greene and I decided, that it would be best to just join classes doing the health class together. I am sure we will all be mature.”

I rolled my eyes, I think we could all say girls were way more mature than boys are, or ever will be.

I heard a knock on the door as it was pushed open by a built man who walked in, “Afternoon Lorelie. I- mean Ms. Angel.”

My eyes widened, as I watched as Ms. Angel’s face broke into a smile, “Hello Alexander. I-I mean Mr. Greene,” She said, flirting.

I coughed out the puke rising up my throat. I didn’t want to watch as two teachers flirted with each other in front of our eyes. It wasn’t really pretty to watch.

“I have my boys with me, can we come in?”

“Sure…” She said, purring.

I heard as some of the girl’s whispered to one another. Others coughing violently, as we watched the terrible scene unfold before us.

A few seconds later, a bunch of rowdy boys, entered the room yelling and talking loudly as they took their seats beside some of the girls. Some boys sat alone or with their friends on the other side of the room.

I was seated alone at the back. I placed my books on the chair, as I watched as every boy entered the room. I didn’t want to be seated with anyone, because I would’ve much rather be seated alone.

I watched as I noticed a shaggy brown haired kid, by the name of Ben enter the room. I watched as his eyes scanned the room for an empty seat. At first I thought he was going to come and sit next to me, but when he walked straight to the window seat I knew there was no way he would want to talk to me, after I rejected him.

I let out a sigh, as I quietly watched Ben from my seat. I knew he saw me, we had locked eyes after all but he just brushed me off. However, I knew that I deserved the cold treatment, I was basically stringing him along after all this time.

“Is this seat taken?” I heard someone ask. I looked up and saw Gavin and my immediate reaction was to groan, which I did. “Of course it’s not, because no one would dare sit next to my little nerd.” He said, ruffling my hair.

I scowled, glaring at him. “Why are you here?”

“To learn, duh.”

I sighed as I refocused my attention back to the front where Ms. Angel and Mr. Greene were yelling at the class calling for their attention.

“So you are all probably wondering why we combined the classes.” Ms. Angel asked, looking around the room. “Well we decided that it would be best to just combine one big class and teach the same thing, rather than doing it separately. I am sure, that we will all be mature, when we talk about certain things...”

Snickers were heard from classmates as Ms. Angel explained what we were going to do this unit. I was kind of uncomfortable being in a classroom full of boys when we were just about to discuss intercourse.

I turned my attention to the boy who was currently resting his head on his hand, doodling something into his notebook. Not paying attention to anything around him.

I quietly watched him as he focused his attention to his notebook. I realized what I wanted to ask him, about the whole thing involving his mother and how she committed suicide.

“Gavin?” I whispered, elbowing him in the arm.

“What?”

“Can we talk later?” I asked, wanting to ask him the question that has been on my mind since Thomas showed me that article involving his mother’s death.

“About what?” He asked, turning his head and looking at me.

“Your family,” I muttered, quietly. “More specifically your mother...”

He narrowed his eyes at me, “What about my mother?”

“That is what I wanted to ask, later.”

“No. I know you know something and I want to hear it now.” He stated, making no room for an argument.

“I don’t think you want to talk about it now, while the she devil and Greene are talking about female and male parts.” I said, shuddering.

“Look, I know you know something happened to my mother, so if you want to say something than say it!” He yelled, getting the attention from the rest of the class.

“Storm, Clair!” I heard Mr. Greene yell, from the front of the room. “What is going on back there?”

Gavin just stared at me, his dark brown eyes looking into mine, “Nothing Mr. Greene. Absolutely nothing is happening between us,” He said, softly.

I felt my stomach drop when Gavin said that there was nothing happening between us. Yes, that wasn’t what Mr. Greene asked, but it made me feel bad.

“Then turn around and face the front,” He barked.

Gavin did just that, looking away from me continuing to do whatever he was doing in his notebook. Blocking what he was doing from me, probably to make sure I didn’t see.

I let out a sigh, as I looked away from Gavin and back to the front. This was not what I expected, and this was definitely not how I wanted things to go with Gavin.

I looked up from my desk catching the eyes of Ben. I wanted to look away but I couldn’t I felt like I was pulled to him, and no matter how much I told myself to look elsewhere I was secretly enjoying as we looked at each other.

I said nothing, trying to read the emotions circling Ben’s face. Ben was an open book, he would tell you anything that you wanted to know. But Gavin on the other hand was closed off, and that’s what made me pull towards him, I wanted to figure out why he was closed all the time.

The shrill of the bell as it signaled the last class of the school day. I let out a sigh as I collected the books from my desk, as soon as that bell went, Gavin stood up rushing out the class. So much for talking to him.

Health class was supposed to last all week, and considering it was only Wednesday. I was already done for the week, finding no energy or brain power to deal with a moody Gavin and a sad Ben.

I walked out of the classroom, when I was stopped by the call of my name coming out of Ben’s mouth. “Ali!”

I stopped turning around to face Ben. “Hi,” I whispered, looking down at my shoes feeling shy all of a sudden.

“Hi.” He replied, as we stood there silently staring at one another.

“You called?” I asked, breaking the silence. I honestly thought he never wanted to speak to me again, after all he did brush me off in class. So it made me curious to why the sudden change in heart.

He nodded his head, “I wanted to talk to you.”

I gave Ben a small smile, “Did you ever realize that whenever you want to talk it always goes down south?”

“Yeah. But, this time I am reluctant to make it go north.”

I let out a chuckle, “Okay.”

Ben smiled at me, “A little cheesy?”

“Just a bit,” I said, agreeing with him.

He looked down at his books in his hand, before looking back at me. With a now serious expression on his face, “Look. I know what had happened between us, did change our friendship.”

I nodded my head, “You don’t say?”

Ben rolled his eyes at me, ignoring me. “I learned that sometimes I won’t get what I want. And even if I do like you, sometimes it is not meant to be. But, I happen to know that I do like being your friend and bodyguard. Even if I am not the best one around, I want things to go back to the way they were, before all of this drama began to unfold.”

I smiled, “I want things to go back to the way they were too.”

“I am glad, because I’ve learned to realize sometimes what the heart wants, it sometimes can’t get.”

I raised my eyebrows at him, “You are a boatful of cheesy today, aren’t you?”

Ben let out some chuckles, “Yes. Yes I am.”

I smiled, holding out my hand to him. “Friends?”

Ben nodded his head, “Friends.” He responded, grabbing my small hand in his and shaking it.

“Great now that we are friends again! Can you please take me home?” I asked, as we began to now walk the deserted hallways.

“Why should I take you home?” Ben teased.

“Because you are my bodyguard and driver.” I stated.

“You really need to get your driver’s license.” Ben said, as we stopped in front of the front doors.

“Why should I get my license when I have people like you driving me around?”

“People like me?” Ben asked, looking offended.

My eyes widened, “N-no I didn’t mean it like that I meant-“ I cut myself off, when Ben broke into a round of chuckles. “Why are you laughing?”

“I am laughing because I find it funny that you think I get offended so easily.”

I narrowed my eyes scowling, “You’re a jerk you know that?”

Ben just nodded his head, “I know.”

I rolled my eyes, when I heard someone clear there throat gaining my attention. I turned my head to the left as I noticed Gavin standing before us with a scowl etched on his face.

“You wanted to talk to me?”

I looked at Gavin in confusion, “I thought you didn’t want to talk to me?”

“I don’t. It is just something you said was interesting.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, “Why are you so rude?”

“I am not rude.”

“Oh yeah, you aren’t.” I said, sarcastically. “One day you could be the sweetest then the other you could be the coldest person to walk the planet! Why is that?”

Gavin just stared at me with a blank look on his face, “Are you going to ask me your damn question or are you going to keep hounding me?”

I raised my eyebrows at him, “Hounding you? All I wanted to tell you is that I know about your mother, but what I want to know if what I read was true!” I yelled, frustrated with the boy in front of me.

I watched as Gavin stiffen, “You know nothing about me, nerd. Now stop acting like you do.”

With that he brushed past me, knocking my shoulder with his chest as he pushed open the door walking out the door with no other words. The situation felt too familiar.

“You shouldn’t have done said that,” Ben said, interrupting my thoughts.

I jumped, forgetting that Ben was standing next to me. “What?”

“What happened to his mother is a touchy subject for him.”

“That would have been useful information, before I ran my mouth.”

“It’s not my fault you don’t know how to control that mouth of yours,” Ben muttered. I rolled my eyes, as I stared at the doors that Gavin just went through. “Can I ask you a question?” He asked,

“You just did.”

Ben rolled his eyes, ignoring me. “Do you like Gavin?”

“What?”

“Do you like Gavin?” He repeated.

“Why are you asking me that?”

“Do you like Gavin?” He asked, once more.

“What does it matter?” I said, switching the subject.

“Do you like Gavin?”

“Are you going to keep repeating the same stupid question until I answer you?” I asked.

“Do you like Gavin?” He asked, for the fifth time.

I let out a sigh, “I will take that as a yes.”

“So do you like Gavin?” Ben pressed.

I ran my hands through my hair, “If I say yes will you stop?”

“I will stop if you give me an honest answer.”

I looked at Ben for a second, pondering on his question. I know I didn’t like Ben, he was more of a friend and brother. And besides my father, Ricky and Uncle Robbie, Gavin was the only male person in my life. Sure, Gavin was reckless and stupid. But it is what made him, him and even with all his stubborn and bipolar moments, it was his qualities and that’s what made him, Gavin.

“I-I think I do…” I muttered, quietly. Realizing that I was beginning to fall for this stupid, annoying, secretive, bad boy. Call it cliché if you will.

“Then what are you doing standing here?” Ben asked, appalled. “Go after him!” He urged.

I raised my eyebrows, “Since when did you become supportive?”

“Since five minutes ago, I realized that I need to get over you.”

I snorted, “Okay. But, how do you even know he is still out there?”

“He’s not.”

“Then why are you telling me to chase after him?”

“He’s not in the parking lot. But he is walking home.” Ben said, explaining it further.

“How do you know he is walking home?” I questioned.

“Since, someone punctured his tires this morning.” Ben said, grinning.

“Do I even want to ask?”

Ben shook his head, “No. Now go after him!”

I rolled my eyes, pushing open the front doors of the school and sprinting. Chasing after a certain brown eyed, messy haired bad boy. Whoever said, boys usually do the chasing, it was the complete opposite in this situation.

*****

Hello Lovelies,

So Ben is being all supportive all of a sudden? Why might that be? And Gavin is being all touchy with the whole mother situation. So that is Gavin’s secret, but maybe not all of it. Like who knows sometimes what you read in papers can be far from the truth!

I just want to thank all of you for the lovely birthday wishes, they were so sweet and some of them even made me tear up so thank you! So glad to have lovely fans and supporters like you guys! Also I reached 5 million reads and 100k votes on that very day! As well as becoming #5 on humor and #7 on teen fiction! Which was AMAZNG! And I couldn’t have gotten this far without the support from you guys! So thank you! <3 I love you all so much!

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