Falling Backwards by Sammantha Lewis (sad books to read txt) 📕

are you going to see him?" He asked me.
"Of course! You know how much I've missed him!" I punched him lightly in the shoulder. For the first time I noticed that his jet black hair now had neon blue tips.
"When did you get those?"I asked him.
"Oh, last night." Just then his phone buzzed and he took it out to read the text message.
"Well, my mom is about to have a heart attack so I'll see you later." As he walked away he turned around,
"Oh and thanks for being okay with it. It real means a lot to me. I kind of feel alone right now." He forced a smile towards me but it quickly faded for the first time I actually saw pain in his eyes.
"Your one of my closest friends. How could I not. After all your still you." I told him with a smile. After that he turned and walked away.
It was four O'clock when I finished the sketch and walked thew the door.
"Hey hon, did you finish?" My mom asked.
"yeah, I did and it's pretty kick ass." I said as I pulled out of my bag. My parents gawked at it.
"That's amazing, so when is it going to be painted?" my dad asked.
" Well, were painting it next week Friday to Monday morning. So it should be down by Monday after school." I explained briefly.
"Okay now go get ready for diner." My mom said as she shooed me off. I went up stairs and took a quick shower, after my hair was blow dried I plugged in my curling iron. I went in to my room and rummaged threw my closet until I found what I was looking for. I pulled out a black satin polka-dot button down top with ruffles going down the side. I Then found some dark skinny jeans and my grey converse. After I was dressed I went into the bathroom and started curling my hair. I applied a little makeup, just mascara and foundation. I walked out of the bathroom and walked down stairs.
"Okay, I'm ready." My mom turned around and smiled at me. She was wearing a pink sweater and her light hair was flipped at the ends. As for my dad he wore a light blue polo and kacky pants.
"Oh good you're wearing something his mom will approve of." My mom said. Branden's mom always told me that I dress like a "hooker." I honestly have know idea why. We walked out side and got into the car. It was about a ten minute drive to the Martin's new house. My pulled into their drive way and turned off the car. I practically threw my self out of the car and restrained myself from bolting to the door. I didn't want it to be obvious that I liked Brandon. To be honest I was terrified at how many ways my parents could embarrass me if they found out I liked him. I stood there patiently on the front porch and waited for my parents. I rang the door bell and thirty seconds later Mrs. Martin opened the door. When saw us she threw a nasty glare at me and then hugged my mom. I walked in and tried my best to avoid her.
"Is Branden home?"I asked as civil as possible. Mrs. Martin turned and scoffed,
"Were else would he be?" She told me coldly. I looked around a bit confused,
"Okay..." was my brilliant response.
"He's in his room." She told me. I walked to the stairs and stared up them. I had no idea what door his room is. I heard his mom groan.
"Second door on the right." She told me. As you can probably see Mrs. Martin has always hated me. I walked up the stairs and opened his door. I say him sitting at his computer desk with his back turned to me. I quietly went over and sat on his bed. He still hadn't noticed me.
"I think your mom has me on her hit list." I said. He was startled and turned around. I was a little shocked to see how much he had changed. His ash blonde curly hair was know short and matched his honey brown eyes, he now had higher check bones, his dimples were not as deep, and his jaw line was now well defined. In conclusion he has completely changed in appearance.
"Jolie?" He asked. I rocked back slightly and smiled at him,
"yup. So how was Organ?" I asked him. I swiveled around to face me.
"Salome was a hell lot better then here." He said bluntly. My facial expression softened slightly when I heard this. I wondered why he would say that to me. He knows how much I love this town.
"Well I love it here." I told him.
"that's probably because you've never been out side the valley." He told me. I decided to brush it of and just focus on the fact that he's here now.
"I missed you, Branden." I smiled at him.
"I missed you too." He said.
"I tried too call but you changed your number."
"Yeah, well my phone was stolen so we had to disable the phone, and I got a new number. I didn't know your phone number so I couldn't tell you."
"Oh." I said. His phone vibrated on his dresser and he got up and looked at his phone.
"Four months after you left, I realized that I liked you the same way you liked me. The thing is I still do, and if I'm lucky enough you still do too ." I said in a rushed breath. Oh my god I said it. He turned around and stared at me in shock.
"What did you say?" He asked me.
"I said I like you." I repeated.He came closer to me and when he was right in front of me he stared down at me and brushed my stray hair out of my face. He bent down and crashed his lips into mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he nipped my bottom lip asking for entrance. Which I granted him. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and explored my mouth greedily. I let out a muffled moan. He pressed his hands against my shoulders and pushed me down. He shifted positions and was now straddling my waist without breaking the kiss. He broke away and started kissing my jaw line and trailed down my neck. I felt his hand snack up my shirt and under my bra. He cupped my right breast and gave it a squeeze. I then snapped back to reality. We had gone way to far.
"Branden, stop." I said.
"Mhmm..." Was his only response.
"I mean it. I said stop." I repeated. He finally stopped and sat up and was now looked down at me.
"Why?" He asked.
"Because I don't want to." I snapped at him.
"You said you liked me so this is okay." was he serious?
"What happened to no sex before marriage?" After I said this he started laughing.
"You can't be serious? Why would I even think of marrying you?" I can't believe him.
"I though you said you liked me."
"I did four years ago, Jolie. I stopped liking you after I got my first girlfriend. I realized that you were a waste of time." He was right he never did say he liked me, he only kissed me.
"Get off me, Branden." I snapped at him as I pushed him off of me. I got up and headed for the door.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Home." I simply said.
"Whatever." Was all he said. Before I walked out of his room I turned around to face him and screamed,
"Fuck you, Branden!" He scoffed and looked over at me,
"You almost did." Now I was pissed. I ran down stairs and past the adults. I wanted to get out of here before I started crying.
"Jolie whats wrong?" I heard my mom ask. I didn't mind her I just kept walking.
I was now about halfway to our house when I passed the park. I walked over and sat down on one of the benches.

Havean

It was now nine O'clock at night and I had cried my self dry. I sat there on the park bench with my knees brought to my chest. I knew it was getting late ,but I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to face my parents and explain to them what had happened. I pulled out my phone and scrolled threw my contacts list. I paused at Carmen's name and hit send. I heard her pick up at the third ring.
"Hello?" She said in a groggy voice. I take it she was sleeping.
"Hey," I said in a small voice.
"Jolie?"
"Yeah?"
"What's wrong?"
"I told him but he rejected me... hard." I could hear my voice begging to shake.
"Do you want to come over so we can talk?"
"Mhmm.." was all I could manage to say.
"Where are you?" she asked me.
"At a bench at the park. I'm near the swings and the parking lot."
"alright I'll be there in like 30 seconds."
"Okay, bye." I said.
"Bye." after the line went dead I leaned back and stared up at the stars. I started to drift of to sleep. I was woken up by some one yelling my name. I opened my eyes to see Carmen's silhouette and headlights shining into my eyes.