You Saved Me Once Book 1 novel Chapter 26

Before we leave, I run over to Hayes’s house to talk to Rochelle. Cu-riosity was going to eat me alive, if I didn’t know the truth.

I haven’t been inside Hayes’s house, in years. I’m too afraid my se-crets and lies will consume me.

I’m afraid I’ll see Ms. Kristen, I’m afraid of what she’ll say. I almost backed down entirely.

Hayes waits in the car.

I look at the ground mostly, I avoid pictures, things from the past as I walk through the house. I didn’t want to interact with the sad memories of Timmy, Hayes, truthfully all of the Bartley’s.

Right next to Hayes’s room, is Timmy’s room. Timmy’s door is closed.

This hurt more than I’d expected. I want to turn back around and leave, right now. I can’t stop staring at Timmy’s door. My hands are shaking now, I’m trying to comfort myself.

Memories are coming back; a lot was coming back.

I hear Rochelle groaning in Hayes’s room, this is enough to wake me from my memories. I walk into his room and close the door behind me.

The same blue he had since he was a boy, paint his walls. The plain desk that sit in the corner of the room, and the astrology décor that decorates his desk.

They were all in the exact same spot.

Then there’s Rochelle. She’s stretched out on his bed, asleep. Now she’s half asleep.

“Alex is that you?” She mumbles.

I walk over to the bed and stand next to her.

“Hey Rochelle, how are you feeling?” I ask.

“Worse than you, that’s for sure.” She laughs, I smile to hide the fear I felt.

Everything in this house was starting to affect me.

“Rochelle, I need to ask you something.” I say.

I hug myself and squeeze my jacket sleeves. Rochelle’s face is still buried in the blankets.

“Is it about last night?” Rochelle yawns.

I felt very uncomfortable for many reasons. I needed to leave.

“I think I had sex, last night.” I say.

Rochelle laughs. I squeeze my jacket sleeve more.

“Great for you Al, how was it?” She asks.

My stomach drops. I sit down on the floor next to the bed.

“I can’t remember it, Rochelle.” I mumble. I’m embarrassed by my words.

“If you can’t remember it Alex, and you feel okay. Well, you didn’t have sex.” She turns to me.

“You’d know if you’d had sex for the first time.” She says.

Rochelle goes back to hugging Hayes’s covers. I hug my stomach, and bite down on my lip. It felt like, if I looked at anything in the room for too long, it would crumble.

“So, you don’t know what happened either?” I ask.

“Maybe you fooled around with Jeff, or the DJ.” She says. I look away.

“Look, I’m sure we all did stupid stuff last night. It’s totally fine Alex.” Rochelle’s says.

“It’s not “totally fine”, Rochelle. This stuff matters to me.” I say.

I look at the ground. I trace a T on the wood floor. I felt a secret coming out.

“Can we talk when I’m sober. I just don’t feel up for talking. I’m sorry if I’m being, a shitty friend right now.” She mumbles again.

“Yeah. Sure, we can talk about this another time.” I mumble. I move my hair from my face.

“Can you get my phone, from the nightstand.” She asks. I nod.

I’m moving silently, but the floor squeaks, it brings back memories. I wipe the tears the farther I’d get from Rochelle, so she can’t see.

I open the nightstand; Rochelle’s phone isn’t there.

Instead, I see a letter in Hayes’s nightstand. My letter. I pick it up.

Before I open it, Rochelle gets up.

“I’ll get it myself.” She whines.

She reaches for the nightstand closest to her.

My eyes follow her. I’m quickly putting my note back.

“I got to go Rochelle, Hayes and I are picking up some doughnuts. You want some?” I ask.

“Yeah, I know. I told him to go get them.” She says.

I’m too scared to ask her about my secrets I might’ve let loose last night. I feel stupid. I feel like a liar, and I’m burning up with anger. I have to get out of this room.

There’s silence, Rochelle’s nails tap on the phone.

“Alex. If you had sex last night. Well, there’s usually blood your first time.” She says.

The pit in my stomach goes deeper.

We don’t exchange anymore words. I leave his room, staring at the ground, until I’m outside.

I enter Hayes’s car, silently. I don’t bother to wipe the tears. The rain drenched me altogether.

“Ready to go?” He asks.

I nod, and we’re off to Rogers Bakery.

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We reach our local bakery store, where a lot of memories took place. All happy ones.

The memories weren’t going to lighten the mood today, though.

It was already a grey, and rainy day. The entire car ride was silent, and I avoided looking at Hayes altogether. I just felt numb all around.

I’m not sure if I did anything yesterday. But my lies, and secrets, made me feel dirty.

When Hayes parked, I decide to wait in the car.

I guess I didn’t want to ruin the happy memories of this place, with the sad ones I thought of right now.

Whatever the reason, I could just sit in the car, watch the rain, lis-ten to Hayes’s music, and think of better days.