Nothing's Ever Easy [BoyxBoy]

Nothing's Ever Easy ~Chapter 23

Well here you have it folks!

Chapter 23!

Not late this time!!

The pic is of Brock....well hello there :)

The music video link is 'Counting Stars' by One Republic 

ENJOOOOOOOOY!

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~Travis~

My mind was still reeling from what had happened. Even after a few days it felt as if it were just a minute ago. I scratched my head, still deep in thought. I had no idea what to do. I don’t know what I did. If I led Landon on that that was not my intention. I mean, come on! It was a damn mistletoe.

“Still thinking about your little...predicament?” I heard Evelyn say as she came up behind me.

“What? P-Predicament?” I all but shrieked. “I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Your math notes.” She gave me a pensive look. “What did you think I was talking about?”

“Math, oh yea, my math notes.” I looked away, clearly distracted. 

“Travis?” She asked and I looked up at her. “Are you okay? You’ve been acting strange since Christmas.”

“Of course. I’m just thinking...you know, about my new year’s resolutions and whatnot.” I waved her off.

There were so many things to think about. The year was almost over and I couldn’t help but think that as the seconds ticked by, I was running more and more out of time. It was almost as if that when the year ended, I would too.

After Christmas and the thing with Landon, I freaked. I ‘got sick’ after our adventure in the hallway and asked Adrian to take me home immediately.  He looked like he was about ready to protest but Landon stepped in and agreed. I obviously glared at him. I didn’t need him fighting my battles for me. We weren’t together. I didn’t care that we had a relapse, it changed nothing.

Evelyn sat down on the bed, next to my desk chair. I had almost forgotten that she was still in the room. “Travis, I worry about you sometimes. You’ve changed.”

“I can’t stay the same.” I shook my head willing the images to leave. “Sometimes I need to let go and it’s difficult to do that when I feel like everyone’s watching me.”

“You can’t be alone forever.” Her voice remained soft. “One day you’d want someone to fill that void.”

“What if I don’t?” I looked up from the desk at her. She blinked a few times then sighed.

“That’s your problem then.” She stood up. “You told me to open up, why can’t you do the same for me?”

She didn’t give me a chance to respond and walked out of my room. I let my head fall into my hands. What has this all come to? I was so out of the loop that everything seemed like barriers, fighting to keep me out.

I heard a sound at my door and saw Heather standing there awkwardly with a load of folded washing in her hand. I still hadn’t gotten used to calling her ‘aunt’ yet. The word seemed too foreign to me.

“I brought these up for you.” She said raising them a bit higher.

“Thank you.” I nodded in acknowledgement. 

She walked to the corner and put it on my chest of drawers. She looked down at her fingers and then shook her head as though she was stopping herself from saying something. I frowned at her and wondered silently what she was thinking.