Dissipate: Book Two

Chapter 32

Sabrina McLain: 

I wasn't surprised when 

the doorbell rang. 

I was even less surprised, 

when I opened it, 

to find Kyle 

on my porch. 

The sky outside was 

a dark, dark 

coal black. 

And yet I wasn't surprised 

to see him. 

I simply slipped my feet

into my boots

and grabbed my jacket

and closed the door behind me. 

We walked along the empty street. 

It was very quiet. 

I glanced at the clock 

on my phone. 

It was almost ten at night. 

But some giddy little part of me

didn't care at all. 

Mom wasn't home anyway. 

She was out with Marc. 

Kyle and I crossed the street

and suddenly he took 

my hand 

and laced his fingers

into the spaces

between mine. 

I felt a blush. 

My toes started to tingle. 

I realized where he was leading me. 

We sat down on the rim 

of the fountain. 

And the lights

made patterns

on his face. 

I missed his face. 

I took one hand

and I reached out. 

And my palm 

touched his cheek, 

light, 

like feathers. 

He was warm. 

His eyes looked 

one dimensional, 

like someone had 

drawn them on paper

and put them on his face. 

He opened his lips, 

which looked like 

folds of a satin dress, 

to speak. 

"Brina. 

I am so sorry. 

I know that I've hurt you. 

I know that I led you to believe

that I liked you, 

and then I turned around