Blind Love - Bianca Gray (books to improve english txt) 📗

sort of came in here while we were talking about it…”
“WHAT??!”
“Sorry! You didn’t tell me it was a secret!”
“Why the heck did you think I wanted John out of there??”
“It’s ‘hell’.”
“What?”
“It’s ‘what the HELL’.” I just stared in disbelief at my phone.
“What’s going on?” I heard John ask in the background.
“Oh, Aiden’s blind,” she said.
“Are you serious?!” he asked.
“Yeah, it’s really sad…”
“WHAT THE HECK, LYN!!” I cried.
“It’s ‘hell’, darling.”
“You know that I don’t like-“
“Saying bad words. I know,” she said. I heard John snicker in the background. I felt my eyes grow hot.
“Whatever. Bye.”
“Wait, Rose I’m-“
But I hung up before she got a chance to apologize. I wiped the tears that fell down my face. Today was just not my day.
“ROSE! DINNER!” called my older brother from the foot of the stairs. I got off of my bed slowly.

CHAPTER 4
Aiden

“AIDEN!” called my mother from the kitchen. I got up slowly off of the couch. I was watching television, or, well, listening to television. Though, I didn’t understand a word they were saying because I couldn’t see what they were doing. Great. That was ruined for me too.
“Aiden, do you need help?” my mother asked from my left.
“I-“ But she grabbed my arm and started to lead me towards the kitchen. I counted my steps. Twenty-one steps and then pivot and sit. Twenty-one steps from the living room couch to the kitchen table. I heard my mother set a plate in front of me. I felt the heat coming off of it. My stomach growled.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Can’t you see? It’s spaghetti!” said my thirteen-year-old sister. Then I heard her fork hitting her plate hungrily. There was silence besides, what I assumed, was the noises of my sister eating.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Aiden. I forgot…” she said, realizing her mistake.
“It’s fine,” I told Francine.
“The fork is on the left side, dear,” said my mother. I reached for it with my left hand but instead got a handful of spaghetti. I felt my face grow hot with irritation.
“Here,” said my mother as she grabbed a napkin and started to wipe my hand. I was slowly getting angrier and more frustrated. She put the fork in my hand and I finally got to eat a little of the spaghetti. But, soon enough, I was having issues. I kept making a mess, because I couldn’t see what I was doing. I flipped the plate in frustration and heard it shatter on the floor.
“AIDEN!” my father shouted angrily. I got up from the table and tried to find my way to the stairs. When I finally got to the stairs, I started to trip over them. I hated this!
“Oh just let him be,” I heard my mother say to my father as I finally reached the upstairs. I opened my door and then closed it. Then I collapsed on the floor, too tired to try to find my bed.
I listened to her voice go over in my head. Her voice was like melted butter; it was soothing. I played her saying her own name over and over in my head.
Rose Thorn.
I closed my eyes, although it didn’t make a difference, and tried to picture her. She said she had caramel wavy hair and blue eyes. She also walked by my house a couple of times. A lot of people walked by my house.
It was useless. I had no idea what she looked like or who she was. As far as I can tell, she was a social outcast. If Lyn was her only friend…
Lyn was always by my locker with a small petite girl with wavy caramel hair and the biggest blue eyes. She always looked so innocent.
Maybe that was she…
But she never said she was petite.
If she is Rose, then Rose was pretty. I remember seeing an innocent look in her eyes. And she used to blush so easily.

CHAPTER 5
Rose

I woke up to the sun shining in my face. Gaaahhh. Another day.
I dragged myself out of bed and hopped into the shower. The water was warm and soothing. For some reason, sleeping left me feeling achy all over. After the shower, I dried myself off and slipped on some comfortable blue jeans and a black and white graphic tee shirt. I let my hair hang loose and applied a little mascara to my already huge eyes. They always made me feel self-conscious. Like, everyone was staring into them. Like, they really were windows to my soul, but bigger windows than usual. I brushed my hair as I hummed a little tune.
“Hey, want me to drive you to school?” asked my brother, leaning against the doorframe to the bathroom.
“That would be helpful,” I said.
“I heard you and Lyn arguing on the phone the other day anyway. Figured you needed one,” he said.
“Thanks Jared,” I said.
“No problem,” he said. I smiled. Then I grabbed my backpack and slipped into the front seat of his car. It was warmer today.
“So, I know you didn’t ride with Lyn yesterday,” said Jared as he started the car.
“Hmm? Oh, how do you know?” I asked.
“I saw her and her boyfriend in the hallway after school when everyone was gone. And you weren’t with her,” he said.
“Yeah, I walked home,” I said.
“That’s a long walk. But not that long of a walk,” he said smiling a goofy smile at me.
“What?” I asked.
“Meet a boy?” he asked. I playfully slapped his shoulder
“What are you talking about?”
“C’mon. I know you and Lyn were talking about some boy. What was his name? Andrew?”
“Aiden,” I blurted. I clapped my hand over my mouth. He glanced at me in disbelief.
“Aiden Matthews?”
“There can be more than one Aiden,” I said.
“True, but by the way your face is turning scarlet red, I’m guessing it’s Matthews. You guys talked? Wasn’t he in a car accident?” he asked.
“Yeah, coming back home from the party YOU were at,” I said.
“Is he okay?” my brother asked.
“Yeah, he’s fine,” I said.
“Any broken bones?”
“None that I know of,” I said. There was silence.
“You liiiiiikkkeee him. You wanna daaattteee him. You wanna kiiiissss him!” teased my brother, copying the voice that Sandra Bullock had from the movie Miss Congeniality. I just glared at him.
“Just take me to school, Jared,” I said.
“OOO! Didn’t deny it!” he cried. I rolled my eyes and stared out the window and watched the world go past.
“Hey, Rose, I didn’t mean to make you feel bad,” he said after a moment of silence.
“No, it’s just… Not like that,” I said slowly. He nodded his head.
“I figured,” he said. I feigned hurt.
“Thanks!” I cried sarcastically.
“No prob, lil sis,” he said patting my shoulder as we pulled into the school parking lot. I stuck my tongue at him.
“Okay, now remember, you don’t know me,” joked my brother.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I said getting out of the car. I waved ‘hi’ to Lyn who was across the parking lot. She dyed her hair bleach blonde. Well, it was better than the hot pink…
She ran over to me. Her eyes were lined with lots of thick eyeliner. She was wearing electric blue contacts. She was wearing black skinny jeans that had about twenty rips in it. Her shirt was black and it had rips where her chest was. Underneath it was a lacy bright blue undershirt.
“Nice… outfit,” I commented. She scoffed and looked at me putting a hand on her hip.
“Yeah. I saw how your eyes widened. Hey, I like it,” she said linking arms with me.
“I’m not saying you shouldn’t. It’s just pretty…bold,” I said.
“My clothing’s always bold,” she stated.
“Yeah, but, yesterday, the flower dress was okay… And your hair and eyes were brown,” I said.
“Yeah but that’s because I was bored and decided to be weird for a day,” she said. I just looked at her. Weird? Seriously? You call dressing normally weird? I just shook my head.
“JOHN!” shouted Lyn waving her arms like a maniac. John bounded up and then they started sucking each other’s faces off.
Oh.
My.
God.
Do they greet each other like this?? I just walked away towards my locker. And then headed off to my first block. Unfortunately, I had the stereotypical blonde in my first class. Yes, Annie Hastings. She sat behind me. I walked in and sat down in front of her. She and her cult of friends that worshipped her were talking about Aiden. My ears pricked up.
“Yeah. Unfortunately, I just can’t be with someone who can’t see and appreciate my beauty!” she cried disgustedly. I sat very still.
She broke up with him??
In one way, I was extremely happy. In another, I wanted to kill her for making such a mistake.
“Can you believe it? All the boyish looks, gone down the drain,” said one of her clones.
“I know. I can’t believe that he can’t see! He’s like… handicapped,” said another one of her clones.
“And I can’t possibly be with a handicapped person. I mean, like, ew,” said Annie.
I wanted to break her nose. He wasn’t handicapped. And the boyish looks comment? He still had them! And looks are NOT everything.
“How’d you break up with him?” asked the clone that made the boyish looks comment.
“Oh, well, I just texted him. I didn’t want to deal with him CRYING over me,” she said sounding like she was just disgusted at the thought. I swiftly turned around, my eyes blazing.
“First of all, he’s not handicapped, he can’t see. And chances are, he’ll get his sight back. Second of all, seriously? You TEXTED him? Did you not realize that he’s BLIND? He can’t see you text. And third of all, he wouldn’t cry over such an egotistical dumb FAKE blonde like you. You WISH he’d cry over you,” I said. Then I turned around smugly after seeing her blazing red face.
“WHAT did she say to me?” she hissed to one of her clones as the teacher walked in.
“I think she called you ‘egotistical’ and that you’re ‘fake’…. You weren’t born with blonde hair?”
Then she let out a little scream.
“Miss Hastings, are you alright? You look a little pale,” stated the teacher.
“No, I’m fine. I’m always fine,” she said a little high pitched. I let out a little giggle.
“I’m going to make your life here miserable,” she hissed in my ear. I shut up real quick. Just great. That’s all I need.
I sunk down in my seat as class started. What did I do THAT for? I’m not the bold one. Are you serious? Why would you DO that, Rose?
Stupid.
Stupid.
Stupid.
I spent the rest of day avoiding Annie and her cult. I was so scared she was going to make my life a living hell… heck… oh whatever!
I walked home because well, honestly, I wanted to see Aiden again. And because Lyn was busy again.
I kicked up the colorful leaves and made my way home. I walked past Aiden’s house, and sure enough, he was sitting right there on the porch. I smiled to myself as I made my way to the spot next to him.

CHAPTER 6
Aiden