Sparrows For Free by Lila Felix

Author:Lila Felix [Felix, Lila]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Lila Felix, Rebel Writer Productions, LLC
Published: 2014-03-15T04:00:00+00:00

By Sunday afternoon, my parents are back, raving about their cruise and they just simply did not have enough room in their suitcases for souvenirs. Well, not enough room in their suitcase for a souvenir for me.

My dad walks me out to my car and slips a necklace with a dolphin pendant into my hand.

“There’s always room for you. Thank you for house sitting for us. I’ll see you next week.”

And with that one sentence, I am dismissed.

I get settle back into my apartment. My laundry has piled up, and I spend the rest of the afternoon washing clothes and getting ready for the week. Other than the random weird text from the boys—I hadn’t heard from Gray or Ezra since Thursday.

I text Roman and ask if he wants to come watch movies with me and eat pizza. He replies that he’ll be here in twenty minutes with the pizza already in tow.

Almost immediately afterwards, I get a text from Ezra. He says he needs to talk. I reply: Maybe later tonight. Roman is coming over.

‘Oh,’ is his response.

Roman and I eat and watch Adam Sandler movies until my throat is sore from laughing so hard. He’s really funny. He can quote every single movie. I really like that he makes himself at home. He takes his shoes off and crosses his socked feet on my coffee table. It’s nice to have someone over just as a friend.

He yawns, extending his fists over his head in a dramatic showing of lethargy.

“I’ve got to get home. I have an eight o’clock class—it’s Spanish. Foreign language classes shouldn’t be allowed before noon.”

“You’re right, they shouldn’t.”

Roman hugs me tight before leaving. I guess I need to get used to people hugging me.

I glance at the clock and it’s a little past ten. I decide to go ahead and call even though I’m sure of what he has to say.

But knowing something is going to end and hearing it said out loud are not the same.

The band aid method is always best.

He answers on the first ring. Instead of explaining whatever it is to me over the phone, he insists on coming over. I don’t want him here. He can’t be here, in my space, on my couch, telling me how he loves Gray, and they are destined or some bullshit.

I may have to move.

A half an hour later, I open the door to the man who’s making a slow wreck out of me. His shoulders are hunched over. One of his broad hands is gripping the door frame to the left of me. Hazel eyes are cast downward, either ashamed of what he’s about to say or just too forlorn to face me. He’s dressed for no special occasion, just a worn navy t-shirt and jeans.

“Can I come in,” he asks.

“Of course.”

He sits on the couch, and I target the recliner, not wanting to sit in fist shot range when he tells me that he’s in love with Gray. That I’ve begun to fall for someone who’s not available.

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