Barely Breathing (Just Breathe) by Heather Allen

Author:Heather Allen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Heather Allen
Published: 2013-08-13T17:38:41+00:00

Chapter 27

James

I stroll through the door well past midnight, hoping not to wake my parents. I'm about to enter the bathroom for a well needed shower when I hear a noise coming from my sister's room. I take a step closer and realize she's crying. I push the door quietly open and close it softly behind me whispering, "Ever, hey you okay?"

I find the switch to the lamp on her desk and light replaces the darkness. She's a mess. I can tell she's been crying for a while. He eyes are bloodshot. I cross the room and sit on the edge of her bed.

I ask her worried,"Did Alex do something?"

She frowns up at me and wipes her nose shaking her head.

"No, no, not Alex, he's...so good"

She sniffles, "I just wish...I wish I would have met him first, things...things would have been different."

I look at her a little surprised and ask, "Do you really believe that? I mean if you would have met him first, you would still be in this situation. You would have made the choice for him instead of Jack."

She catches her breath and looks around but lands her gaze on mine.

She almost pleads her next statement, "But I would be able to be with Alex, I wouldn't be broken and my heart wouldn't be ruined."

This is the most Ever has said to me about what happened between her and Jack. I realize this is big for her and decide to stay silent in case she wants to elaborate.

She lets out a deep breath, "James he was everything. I loved him, God, I still love him. It was all just a lie but... for me... it was so real."

I hurt for my sister. I can't imagine what she is going through but my anger for Jack surfaces. I'm glad I didn't know about this when I saw him because he probably wouldn't be living right now.

All this crying must have really gotten to her, her eyes are starting to droop. She drops her head on her pillow and drifts before I can respond...

Her eyes pop open once as I'm about to get up and she tells me, "James, he is so good, what does he see in me?"

Before I can answer, her eyes have closed again and her breathing has evened out. I get up and turn off the light. A thought occurs to me, Jack may be on the same side as me but accidents do happen.

***

The Friday morning after our bar gig, has everyone at school running around like crazy people. The reason, prom, that terrible thing that I wish was never invented. I, of course am only a junior so I don't have to worry about it this year, or so I thought. Sara is a senior, or pretends to be. When she got wind of this overly publicized rite of passage, she turned into a typical girl. Here, I thought she was different from all the rest.

Ever decided if she had to deal with it, she would share her misery.

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