CHAPTER
21:
SWPOV
Sharon had been extremely standoffish all last week and
especially today; ignoring anything I said or giving me short answers. It
frustrated the living daylights out of me. Why couldn't things be the way they
were at the hospital; carefree, flirty and fun?
I was still continuing to ponder this as I heard a car pull
up to the house. I rolled off my bed and saw Simmi getting out of Sharon's
truck. I flopped back on my bed bummed Sharon isn't staying or even staying hi.
I stayed on my bed starring at the ceiling when I heard the
back door slam hard and Simmi march up the stairs. Maybe Sharon pushed her
buttons, or Nil didn't want to go shopping with her. Wouldn't that be something?
Instead of hearing footsteps go to Simmi's room, they came
barging into mine. The door flung open and hit the wall with force, probably
leaving a dint.
"What the heck Simmi?" I asked annoyed by her rude
behavior.
"I should be asking you the same thing!" she
yelled furious.
"What are you talking about?"
"You have Sharon's letters and you've been reading
them! Do you realize how sick that is Swayam? They were meant for her future
husband! Now some guy who has an obsession with her!" she screamed,
leaving me speechless.
"Wh-what are you talking about Simmi?"
"Don't you dare play stupid with me! We live in
Sharon's old house; you are taking residence in her old room. You found her box
of letters! Swayam, she knows! She's known since she brought you back from the
hospital! Go figure she's been acting distant. She's beyond mad at you! You
betrayed her trust! Do you even realize how huge that is? Swayam, she was this
closet o telling you she loves you and seeing if you wanted to try a relationship.
And you know how huge that is coming from her!" Simmi continued, screaming
at me.
My eyes were wide and I kept running my hand through my
hair. "She-and-love? I-I-uh-she knows everything?" I managed to
stutter out.
"Yea Einstein and she wants her letters back." And
with that, Simmi grabbed one of the two identical boxes on my desk and headed
back downstairs and out the door to Sharon's truck.
I didn't know what to think. Sharon knows everything,
everything. I am so screwed. No wonder she didn't want to talk or have anything
to do with me in general. There is no way I can fix this, is there?
I swung my legs off the bed and put my head in my hands. I
had no clue about anything anymore.
"You feel like a jerk, don't you?" Simmi asked
from somewhere in front of me.
"Yea, I do. Thanks for the reminder." I said
sarcastically.
"If it makes you feel any better, Sharon is willing to
give you a second chance."
My head shot up. "Really?"
"Yea. I don't know why, but for some reason she's
willing to give you a second chance."
My body began to relax. "I'm going to go-"
"Oh no you're not! There is no way you're going to go
talk to Sharon right now or even for a good long time for that matter! She'll
approach you and talk to you when the time is right, for her!"
I nodded. "So am I still allowed to hang out with our
group and be her partner in photography and everything?" I asked,
desperate to spend a little time with Sharon, even if it was just two minutes.
"Of course Swayam, don't be an idiot! Things will go on
as normal, but you just can't flirty with Sharon. Okay?"
"Yea, of course, that'll be normal." I grumbled.
"Chin up, it'll be okay." Simmi said before she
skipped into her room.
I sat for a while trying to figure out how I would ignore
everything I felt for Sharon. I got up off my bed and picked up my box of
letters, or what I thought was mine. It was heavier than I remembered. When I
opened it up, I wanted to shoot Simmi. She gave Sharon my box!
Without thinking, I barged into Simmi's room as she was
watching some MTV show and painting her nails.
"You idiot!" I yelled. "You gave Sharon the
wrong box of letters!"
"What are you yelling about? I gave Sharon her box of
letters!" she yelled back confused.
"No, you gave her my box of letters you nitwit!"
"What do you mean your box of letters?" Simmi
asked intrigued.
I rolled my eyes. "From the start, I decided I'd write
a letter back to whoever originally wrote the letters. At first I had no clue
it was Shar, but I soon began falling for this person and Sharon. Once I
figured out it was Sharon, it was like a huge added bonus. Granted, I probably
wasn't ever going to let her know, but I liked the idea.
"Anyways, my box and her box were both on my desk
because I had put a few of my letters I wrote in the hospital in it before you
barged in. Generally Sharon's box is the only one that's out, but obviously
today it wasn't, and when you grabbed one of the boxes you grabbed mine and
gave it to her!"
"Oh, snap. Well it serves you right." Simmi told
me as she continued painting her nails.
"That's it? That's all you're going to say?"
"Yup. You screwed up, you fix it."
"I screwed up? You were the one who gave her the wrong
box! You're at least going to help me fix this!" I exclaimed furious.
"And what do you want me to do Swayam? Sneak into her
house ninja style in the middle of the night and switch out the two boxes
without her knowing?" Simmi asked, still focusing on her task at hand.
I smiled. "Thanks sis for volunteering."
"But-I-suggestion!" Simmi exclaimed.
I shrugged. "You volunteered, you get to do the
task." I told her as I began walking out.
"Hold up! I'm not doing it alone. You're coming as
well!"
"And what will I do? Distract her if she wakes
up?"
"Exactly." Simmi smiled.
Around midnight, Simmi and I stealthy made our way out of
the house, Sharon's box of letters in hand, and drove to Sharon's house.
Thankfully there was a tree by one of Sharon's open windows. Simmi and I quickly
climbed up and peeked in. Much tour dismay, Sharon wasn't asleep, but working
on her laptop instead. Simmi's eyes were wide as she looked at me in shock.
Simmi mouthed, "What should we do?"
I shrugged. I had absolutely no clue what we should o but
wait. And that's exactly what we did, for three hours!
Simmi and I stayed put in the tree the entire time, not
knowing when Sharon would ever decide to finally call it a night. For part of
the time, Simmi had a huge smile plastered on her face as she watched Sharon.
"What are you so happy about?" I asked quietly.
She just shook her head no, but kept smiling and starring at
Sharon's back.
I directed my gaze to the same place and realized why she
was smiling so much. Sharon was photoshopping the picture of her kissing my
cheek in the hospital. The picture was unbelievable; no wonder she didn't want
me to look at anything she had taken those days. My eyes ended up drifting off
a few minutes later to the familiar box of letters sitting beside her.
Finally, Sharon closed her laptop, but she opened my box of
letters and took one out, slowly unfolding it and reading it. Her eyes became
wide as she continued reading it, then a smile began spreading across her face.
She folded the letter back up and went to her bed and crawled under the covers.
Once again, she opened the letter and reread its contents, smiling even larger
than the first time she read it.
Sharon turned out her lamp then turned on her side and her
breaths began to become large and even.
"What do you want to do?" Simmi asked.
"I guess nothing. Either she'll give back my letters or
not. Regardless, I'll give hers back tomorrow at school or something." I
told her with a slight smile on my face.
Simmi nodded then began climbing down the tree. I looked one
last time at Sharon for the night and whispered, "Goodnight Sharon, sorry
for all of this. I never meant it to be like this."
As I began climbing down, I heard Sharon softly whisper,
"Love you too Swayam."
I couldn't believe what I had heard! Her few words gave me a
hope that had been diminished earlier today.
"What are you so happy about? You didn't get your
letters back." Simmi asked as she started the car and began driving home.
"Nothing. It's cool Sharon has my letters, I owe her
for reading so many of hers." I told Simmi.
She nodded, and we were back home within five minutes.
I crashed in my bed and quickly fell asleep with a smile on
my face from Sharon's words.
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