Fourteen by C.M. Smith

Fourteen by C.M. Smith

Author:C.M. Smith [Smith, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, young adult, high school
Publisher: The Writer's Coffee Shop Publishing House
Published: 2011-07-28T05:00:00+00:00


That night Evan came over, and when I opened the door, I was stunned by his appearance. He had a black eye, a split lip, a cut on his cheek, and a bandage on his chin. He looked like he wanted to punch something.

“What . . . ?”

“Don’t,” he said, taking a step toward me.

I moved out of the way to let him in, upset when I saw the slight limp in his step.

“Evan.”

“I’m not talking about it.”

“You can’t—”

“Anna,” he snapped, turning and wincing. “I’m fine.”

“It shows,” I said sarcastically, finally closing the door.

“It’s practice. What did you really expect?”

“You’ve never come over looking like this before!”

“Yeah, well . . .”

He mumbled something under his breath as he hobbled his way toward the kitchen. I followed him, listening as he took a sharp breath and fell into one of the chairs at the table. He shouldered off his backpack and dropped it to the floor, muttering something else that I couldn’t hear.

“Do you want something for your eye?” I asked, fidgeting.

“Ice would be great.” He sighed, leaning his elbow on the table and placing his forehead in his palm.

I walked over to the freezer and grabbed the same ice pack I’d used for my wrist, wrapping it in a paper towel before handing it to him. I sat down in the chair next to him and rested my arms on the table as he pressed the pack against his eye. He hissed in pain, and I cringed.

“Was it—”

“Not talking about it,” he interrupted, holding up his hand.

“It was because of me,” I whispered.

He didn’t say anything and confirmed my suspicions. If I hadn’t felt bad before, his silence made me feel ten times worse.

“Let’s just do our homework so that this day can be over with.” He shifted uncomfortably and dropped the ice pack to grab his bag. “I need this day to be over with.”

I stood and grabbed my bag from the front hallway.

It’s funny how things can change in a matter of days. I never would’ve imagined that Evan Drake would give up his popularity and damage his reputation because of someone like me.

I walked back into the kitchen and dropped my bag on the floor by his chair. Carefully, I placed my hands on his shoulders and leaned down to kiss the top of his head, his hair tickling my nose and making me smile a little. He reached up and squeezed my hand carefully.

“Come on.” He tugged on my hand. “We’ve got homework to get done.”

I squeezed his shoulder and kicked my bag over to my chair. I felt like hell that this happened because of me, but it didn’t mean that I didn’t appreciate it.



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