They sat
there for a few minutes, Richie's arms still wrapped around Sarah, he didn’t want
to let go while his mind raced, putting everything together she had said and
done.
She didn’t want to be scared of him. But she feels nervous around him. Then she kissed him. It only lasted a few seconds but she had, so that really meant she didn’t want to be scared of him, didn’t it? Kissing him must mean she wanted more than friendship too.
While Richie’s mind raced, so did Sarah’s, trying to put everything together. She could really talk to him. Not once did he interrupt her. He tried to comfort her, he was a good friend. She hadn’t planned to kiss him but she just felt like it. The few seconds it was, were a nice few seconds, she didn’t regret it. Now his arms were wrapped around her and she didn’t know what to do.
“Maybe we should go inside before people start looking for us.” Richie suggested softly. It was slowly getting darker outside and with that, slightly colder. “Yeah I think so.” Sarah agreed.
Richie finally unwrapped his arms from her and got up, giving her a hand to help her up.
They walked back in silence, when they almost reached the main path back to the door; Richie felt Sarah’s hand around his. It took her the whole walk back to convince herself to grab his hand.
When they were just a few steps away from the door Richie stopped and turned to her. “Sarah, I want you to know I wouldn’t do anything like that to you. I’ll be a much better friend than he ever was.” She had to know that, maybe it would make her more comfortable around him. “I know you will.” Sarah said, she had to trust him, she just knew.
Inside Sarah walked away from him, tapped one of the nurses her shoulder and walked to her room with her.
Richie watched her go, she didn’t say anything, and she just left. A part of him wanted her to say more, stay with him, but the other part understood she needed to be away from him. He sighed and walked over to the living room, dropping in one of the couches.
“What’s up?” Fred looked over at him. “Nothing, just a rough day.” Richie shrugged, he couldn’t tell him anyway. “You’ve only been here a week, it’ll get rougher.” Fred said and turned back to the tv.
An hour later Richie got bored with the tv and said his goodnights even though it was still early. He headed over to the stairs, when he reached the top, Sarah’s nurse just left her room.
He stopped her, “Can you go tell Sarah I said good night?” The nurse nodded, “Of course.” and turned around again.
Richie turned to the other hallway and went to his own room.
He laid down on his bed, closed his eyes and let his mind go. When the idea of knowing where her room was popped into his head, he smirked. Then he shook his head, he couldn’t do that. He liked her, he couldn’t deny that, she was beautiful. Last time they had talked by the pond, he just wanted to kiss her, but while listening to her tonight, he was glad he hadn’t. It would have driven her away. Now he still had a chance, friendship, but he was happy with that.
The best relationships came from friendship, apparently. He would wait, as long as she needed.
He heard a soft knock at the door. “Yeah?” He asked and sat up on his bed to see who would walk in.
The nurse walked in but stayed at the door. “Sarah says good night too.”
Richie smiled. “Thanks.”
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She didn’t want to be scared of him. But she feels nervous around him. Then she kissed him. It only lasted a few seconds but she had, so that really meant she didn’t want to be scared of him, didn’t it? Kissing him must mean she wanted more than friendship too.
While Richie’s mind raced, so did Sarah’s, trying to put everything together. She could really talk to him. Not once did he interrupt her. He tried to comfort her, he was a good friend. She hadn’t planned to kiss him but she just felt like it. The few seconds it was, were a nice few seconds, she didn’t regret it. Now his arms were wrapped around her and she didn’t know what to do.
“Maybe we should go inside before people start looking for us.” Richie suggested softly. It was slowly getting darker outside and with that, slightly colder. “Yeah I think so.” Sarah agreed.
Richie finally unwrapped his arms from her and got up, giving her a hand to help her up.
They walked back in silence, when they almost reached the main path back to the door; Richie felt Sarah’s hand around his. It took her the whole walk back to convince herself to grab his hand.
When they were just a few steps away from the door Richie stopped and turned to her. “Sarah, I want you to know I wouldn’t do anything like that to you. I’ll be a much better friend than he ever was.” She had to know that, maybe it would make her more comfortable around him. “I know you will.” Sarah said, she had to trust him, she just knew.
Inside Sarah walked away from him, tapped one of the nurses her shoulder and walked to her room with her.
Richie watched her go, she didn’t say anything, and she just left. A part of him wanted her to say more, stay with him, but the other part understood she needed to be away from him. He sighed and walked over to the living room, dropping in one of the couches.
“What’s up?” Fred looked over at him. “Nothing, just a rough day.” Richie shrugged, he couldn’t tell him anyway. “You’ve only been here a week, it’ll get rougher.” Fred said and turned back to the tv.
An hour later Richie got bored with the tv and said his goodnights even though it was still early. He headed over to the stairs, when he reached the top, Sarah’s nurse just left her room.
He stopped her, “Can you go tell Sarah I said good night?” The nurse nodded, “Of course.” and turned around again.
Richie turned to the other hallway and went to his own room.
He laid down on his bed, closed his eyes and let his mind go. When the idea of knowing where her room was popped into his head, he smirked. Then he shook his head, he couldn’t do that. He liked her, he couldn’t deny that, she was beautiful. Last time they had talked by the pond, he just wanted to kiss her, but while listening to her tonight, he was glad he hadn’t. It would have driven her away. Now he still had a chance, friendship, but he was happy with that.
The best relationships came from friendship, apparently. He would wait, as long as she needed.
He heard a soft knock at the door. “Yeah?” He asked and sat up on his bed to see who would walk in.
The nurse walked in but stayed at the door. “Sarah says good night too.”
Richie smiled. “Thanks.”
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Baby steps Richie. Sarah needs to trust you first which she is trying to do so don't blow it. I feel bad for Sarah, she seems like a sweet person, someone who would be good for Richie. Great chapter
ReplyDeleteJust found your story today & am loving it so far!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad Richie has started making a couple of friends - that'll help him through this. Sarah's story is very much like my best friend's, so it's very easy to like her for me.