Sarah woke up and yawned, stretching, and adjusted her position on her
beanbag. It was Friday already, Thursday was spent inside because
of a big thunderstorm and she and Brian had just stayed inside and played
video games all day. She knew it was nearly time for him to go, he
couldn't stay much longer.
"Morning Sarah," Brian said as he came out of her sister's room.
She was starting to forget it was her sister's room, more thinking that
it was a guestroom. That was fine with her, they could use the extra
"Morning, Brian," she replied, standing up and walking into the kitchen.
She poured herself a bowl of cereal and poured milk on top, then took the
bowl into the living room, sitting at the computer. She hadn't checked
her mail for two days, she figured that she might want to now if she was
going to want to save herself a helluva lot of trouble later. She
found herself with about forty messages, most of which weren't that important.
She found one e-mail at the bottom, indicating it was the most recently
sent, and she clicked on it, intrigued by the e-mail address and subject,
but didn't recognize either.
'Sarah, tell Brian to call me a.s.a.p. at the hotel. Thanks, Nick.'
Sarah furrowed her eyebrows and got up, walking to her sister's room where
Brian had gone after he went to the bathroom.
"Hey, Brian? Did you give Nick my e-mail address?" She asked.
"Yeah, why do you ask?" Brian asked, putting down the book he was
reading. Sarah smiled as she recognized it as the bible.
"He wrote me an e-mail saying for you to call him at the hotel as soon
as you could," she replied, leading him out and showing him the screen.
Brian read the e-mail and bit his lip. "Mind if I see something?"
He asked, gesturing to the screen. Sarah stood up and watched as
he clicked on the web address bar at the top and typed via hunt and peck
"What are you typing?" She asked, reaching around him.
"Hotmail," he replied.
Sarah typed it in quickly and pressed enter, then let him log himself in.
When his mailbox came up, she saw Nick's address there over and over again.
"Damn, Nick," Brian said to himself, clicking on the first e-mail.
Sarah walked away from him, letting him read his mail in private, but heard
him reading it aloud.
"Brian, we're in trouble, Kevin suspects something, write back soon, Frack."
"Frick, Kevin figured it out, it's only a matter of time before they find
some way to get to you. Write me back or call me, Frack."
"B-Rok, its AJ, where are you man? Kevin thinks you're in the states,
in New Jersey. What's in New Jersey, man? This better be good,
"Frick, Kevin is searching your computer and trying to get the info out
of me. I won't talk but if you don't call soon, we'll all be in major
trouble and Jeff is already talking about taking away your laptop.
Call me, a.s.a.p. Frack."
Sarah looked at Brian as he stood up, closing the window on the screen,
and left the computer. She went back and closed down AOL as Brian
came out of his room, holding a cell phone. She watched as he dialed
a number and paced around, biting his thumbnail.
"Nick? It's me. Yeah, the weather sucked here yesterday, that's
why. How did Kevin figure it out? Oh, shit, I left it out,
didn't I? Dammit," he cursed, rather loud. Sarah winced and
bit her lip, standing up and walking to her room. It wasn't her place
to listen in on his conversation, she decided to give him his privacy.
"Ok, yeah, I'll book one for Sunday, see you in a few days. Yeah,
tell them all I said hi and that I'll explain when I get there. Bye,"
she heard Brian's muffled voice say. She heard a snap and heard him
knock on her bed room door.
"I have to leave on Sunday," he said glumly as he walked in. Sarah
gestured for him to sit on her bed and she sat next to him.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
Brian shook his head. "No, you have nothing to be sorry for, you
were just acting on your good feelings and actions. I thank you for
letting me stay here, I never thought that people like you existed."
Sarah smiled lightly and leaned her head on his shoulder. "As long
as you believe, there are people out there that will help you wherever
you go. Trust in them and they will cater to your every need," she said.
Brian chuckled. "Someone's read the bible a few times."
Sarah smiled. "Yeah, a couple, its interesting reading. I'm
not the only one, though," she said, looking up at him.
Brian shook his head. "Absolutely not, the bible taught me a lot
of things, and you taught me even more. In the bible, they don't
teach you about human beings, they teach you about life. But you've
taught me about human beings and human nature and how kindness is something
you give and receive."
Sarah sighed. "I believe that whatever you give out, you eventually
receive, so I try to be nice to everyone, then they'll all be nice to me,
right? I mean, that's a pretty good philosophy and, though not everyone
believes in it or follows it, it sometimes works for me."
She closed her eyes and listened as Brian hummed to her, wrapping his armaround
her back and rocking back and forth. She didn't want to fall in love
with him, but she was, she was falling hard. Over the past few days,
she'd gotten to know him so well, so much more personally than with a computer
through magazine articles. She knew
him as a real person with feelings and fears, with laughter and joy behind
the bright blue eyes that so many adored.
She tried so hard to not fall in love with him, but she did. That
was why she stayed away from him or stopped them both whenever a situation
came up involving something like that. She backed away from him when
he tired to kiss her, she didn't let him hold her like she wanted to, she
just acted like a good friend and stayed beside him, backing away when
things got too intense. She broke out of his grasp as she felt his head
move closer to hers. She knew that if they started anything, she
wouldn't want to stop and it would be that much harder to let go of him.
She stood up and walked out of the room, grabbing her empty bowl from besides
the computer and bringing it into the kitchen, washing it with the rest
of the dishes in the sink. That passed ten minutes, then she went
into her room and cleaned a little, thankful Brian had left for his own
room. She cleaned up her entire room, organizing everything meticulously,
which was a first. It took an hour and a half and she decided that
she'd waste even more time and vacuum the living room and her room.
She did both and was finished after about twenty minutes. She was
getting antsy, she needed to go out and do something. As if he was
reading her mind, Brian came out of his room, wearing a pair of dress pants
and a plain white button down shirt.
"Would the lady like to join me for dinner?" He asked, holding out
his hand. He smiled crookedly at her. "Change your clothes,
Cinderella, I'm taking you out for a good time tonight, I don't intend
on letting your hospitality go to total waste."
Sarah smiled and walked into her room. She grabbed the only dress
she owned, a long, henna-design-covered dress from Old Navy that she'd
bought after borrowing her sister's a few times. She put on the dress
and slipped on her black flats, sweeping her hair back into a half ponytail,
fastened by a
silver clip. She put on her silver
ring and walked out of her room, ready in less than twenty minutes.
"Is this ok?" She asked.
She saw Brian's face light up and he nodded. "Perfect." He
walked over and held out his arm to her. They walked outside and to the
rental car that he'd had delivered after calling the company about the
other car. He drove her to a restaurant that she'd never been to
before, a fancy restaurant in Red Bank, a town that she liked a lot, but
rarely went into. After dinner, he took her to a movie and paid for
the both of them, refusing that she even pay him back. The night
was perfect, no one bothered them because no one really
looked at him and they had the best time.
They got back to Sarah's house after the movie at about eleven, staying
"Thank you, that was so much fun," Sarah said as Brian escorted her upstairs.
"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I had to repay you for your excellent
hospitality," he said.
Sarah shook her head. "No you didn't, your company was more than
enough, it would've been a slow, rough week without you," she admitted,
reaching the top of the stairs. She yawned and pulled off her shoes.
"I'm going to bed, I'll see you in the morning. Good night," she
said, squeezing his hand that she
hadn't let go since they got out of the movie.
She went into her room and closed the door, placing her shoes on the floor
by her closet. She changed into a long T-shirt and laid on her bed,
letting the cool breeze from the window cool her off.