amy my lover

amy my lover(anastassia tolstoy) I woke up to the buzz of my computer still on from last night. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the time, 6:34am. I could smell the grass outside and a cool breeze rolled in through my window lifting the curtain making it dance around. My blankets were spun sideways, due to me always turning in my sleep. I looked over to see I had a new message on my monitor. Sleepily I got out of bed and crossed my room to my chair. The air was cold due to it being only May. “Amy Brooke” flashed a chat box, I clicked on it. Why in the world was she messaging me this early? She and I were up till 3 am talking. We have been like this since I met her. She always has boyfriend problems or a problem with her mom. I have been there through the best and worst it seems. Just as I opened the message my cell vibrated on my desk. Looking over I noticed it was a text from Sally. She and I have been dating for 5 years now. We met back in middle school and have been together ever since. She is a nice girl, very shy, but is still everything to me.
“Brain don’t forget to meet me at 12 to plan our trip. Love you xox” said the message.
She was always making sure I did not miss our plans.

I glanced back at the screen half dazed to see Amy’s message.
“So I decided to tell you in a message because I thought this would be easier. I like the way you smile, the way you look at me. When you smile at me I can’t help but blush. Honestly I don’t know what it is about you that drives me crazy but something does. I know this sounds stupid but it’s true. When you sit beside me all I want is for you to put your arm around me and hold me close. Maybe it’s the thought of you holding me close that I love or just the thought of you. When you stand next to me, you make me happy no matter what mood im in. When you hold my hand I feel like my whole body is tingling. The time we spend together is the best and I wouldn’t change it for all the money in the world. Sometimes I wish I had you to call my own and be mine. I would love you and hold you close. I would want to see you all the time, to make you smile, and be there for you no matter what. I want to lay on your chest in the cool summers breeze. I want you to hold me when im scared, smile when im happy, and care when im sad. I want you so badly you have no idea! I would greet you with tons of kisses and love. I would take things slow just to enjoy the moment. I know how you feel, trust me. Everyone around me has told me im dumb for liking you. I don’t want to ruin your relationship with Sally, trust me she is one of my best friends. All I want is for you to be happy! I get if you don’t want to be friends anymore. I get it, don’t worry, but please don’t act different around me. If you decide to still be my friend (which I hope you do) please please please don’t treat me different. That would be more painful than anything. Take it as a compliment? I don’t know why I am telling you this but I felt you had a right to know the truth. See you Monday: /”

I looked blankly back at my screen. I was definitely wide eyed and awake now. How could she feel this towards me, I thought we were just friends… she always told me we were just that. all this time I thought she was telling me when she was really trying to tell herself. But how did I not see the signs? Or did I just not see them because I didn’t want to… what if all along I somehow knew how she felt and I just didn’t want to change it. How could this happen to me of all people, should I tell Sally or leave it alone? I looked over at the clock, 9:02 flashed on the clock. Crap I have been thinking too long, I have to shower and get ready to meet Sally.


Chad opened the car door and hopped in. “So how is Amy, she single yet?” said chad with a smile and a look that meant he was interested in her. I have seen this look from a hundred different guys going after her. I will admit she is not a bad looking girl. She has long toned legs and is petite yet very tall, she has small lovable curves and cute dimples that match the ones on her lower back. She doesn’t have much of an ass but from half of what the guys say in the locker room it is great. She has huge boobs though, and every guy drools over them. The thing is she never really notices them, she is too naive and always sees the best in everyone. Amy had just broken up with her boy toy Jake and now boys would be on the hunt for her. “Yeah she and Jake broke up last night… chad give her time okay, she was really broken up this time.” She was like my sister. I hated seeing her sad but lately she has been more sad then usual. For some reason hearing the words come out of my mouth hurt me. I didn’t want chad to go after her... I wanted to protect her. Or maybe it’s because I can see that email still in my mind and her pouring her heart to me, and the thought of trying to be with her has crossed my mind more than I would like to admit today.