Renee's POV
As soon as I turn the corner tears start pouring out again.
I couldn't handle this. I couldn't watch Blake leave. He's all I have.
I've never realized it before, but I really did like Blake more than just a friend.
I think I love him. I think I've loved him all along.
But he doesn't love me. I'm just cool to him. I'm just the stupid girl that tripped on her own shoe lace and made a fool of herself.
He doesn't want me like that. He just wants me as a friend. I don't know if I can deal with that.
I wanted to be able to call him mine. I wanted him to call me his. But he won't. I'll never get to know what it's like to kiss him everyday and not have it be strange.
He was leaving and he wasn't leaving while loving me. He was leaving thinking I was cool.
I burst through the front door of my house closing it immediately.
"Mom?" I shout trying not to sob.
"Mom?" I shout again.
I go into the living room seeing my mom sleeping on the couch.
"Mom?" I say shaking her.
She wakes up as soon as I shake her and looks up at my face.
"Baby what's wrong?" My mom asks standing up and pulling me into her arms.
"Mom Blake's moving." I sob.
My mom pushes the hair out of my face and sits me down on the couch wrapping her arms around my again.
"and there isn't anything he do about it, Courtney's making him leave." I cry.
"Baby, I'm sorry." She says kissing my head.
"you don't need to worry about loosing contact with him honey. Because anyone in their right mind can see that boy loves you. He has loved you since the day you two met at summer camp." She says smiling
"Mom, no he doesn't. He said I'm just cool." I say blowing my nose into a tissue.
"I don't believe that for a second babe. Now march upstairs and get yourself cleaned up. Because no boy that doesn't say his true feelings about you is not worth any of your tears." My mom continues wiping away my tears.
"Blake is different. I can barely breathe while I'm around him. He gives me butterflies. I love him mom. What am I suppose to do now?" I ask whispering my last sentence.
"Make sure he knows how you feel."
She says tucking my hair behind me ear.
"I know you're scared he doesn't feel it back. But you never know until you ask."
Maybe I should tell Blake how I feel. Maybe he's just as scared as I am. Maybe.
I crawl out of my moms lap, heading up the staircase going into my bedroom.
I grab a tank top and athletic shorts and head into the bathroom turning on the water to the shower.
I strip my clothes climbing in leaning up against the side of the shower.
I smile slightly remembering the time Blake was late to first hour because he had fallen asleep in the shower. Only Blake Gray.
Blake is the literally the only thing that I'm thinking about right now.
Honestly he's the only person that's never failed to make me smile since the day I met him.
I think everyone should have someone like that in their life. Someone who always makes you smile no matter what they're saying or what they're doing. They just make you smile.
