J. R. Rusbridge
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A Long Time Coming
It took me a few minutes to realize that I was gripping my phone a little too tight, was I nervous? YES! Did I want to talk to him? YES! was I scared? to Death. I wanted nothing more than to talk to him. My phone started to ring and I looked at the screen and saw that it was really Chris calling me. After a few rings, I picked it up and held it to my ear. I took a deep breath and tried to calm my nerves. I don't remember being this nervous before but I think it's because of the distance I took from him after everything that happened.
By J. R. Rusbridge3 years ago in Humans
A Long Time Coming
Chris's POV: I've had a lot on my mind lately, football being the last on that very long list. Which was a mistake on my part because of my frazzled thoughts I missed the pass and knew I was in for a good yelling from my younger brother. My girlfriend Marissa close to the bottom of that list as well, she has become something else lately. Someone else that I don't recognize, all she wants to do is fight. She also has been hanging out with my friends or her guy friends a lot more lately, she says it's because I don't talk to her anymore. I know it's supposed to hurt or bother me but it doesn't and I know why it doesn't but I can't let her know that now. Not after what I did to her, not after what I didn't do. all the mistakes that I made and all the things I should have done but didn't. Thinking about that week a year ago now only hurts me. I'm pretty sure she moved on now. How could she not, I've only hurt her and did nothing when the truth finally came out.
By J. R. Rusbridge3 years ago in Humans
A Long Time Coming
Sitting on our swing under the tree just reading my book and listening to music. I jump as my friend Talia scares me half to death from behind. I didn't realize that they had gotten back from their football practice. Just as I go to pick my book up off the ground my bookmark flies away I turn my head toward my friend as I run to get it not looking where my feet take me, that's when I run into them. One of Talia's older brothers being the person I knocked to the ground. "I am so sorry!" I say as I get up and lend him a hand. I move back a little to give him some room when he takes my hand, I can't help the warm feeling it gives me. Just as he's about to get up I see my bookmark under his cleats, I let go of his hand and he falls back down this time laying on his back from the shock, "Oh Gosh. I am so sorry! again." I could just die of embarrassment at this point. As I go to pick him up again... I fail to notice a rock and trip and fall on top of him. This causes the wind to get knocked out of him, both of us groaning in pain. I look up to his face and realize that it was Chris. The brother I have had a crush on since we were ten.
By J. R. Rusbridge3 years ago in Humans