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He starts to move back into the seat but then drifts to the side and grabs the door handle. Flicking it up, he pulls the door open and then hops out. He stretches his arms above his head and then offers his hand to me. I take it, feeling the warmth of his skin as he helps me out and doesn't let me go as he closes the door.
We both stand in the driveway beside Luke's truck as the cab backs down the gravel path and out onto the street. Once he speeds off, Kayden looks at me.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" he asks, nodding his head at the shore.
I nod through a sniffle. "A walk sounds nice."
He gives me a tiny smile and laces our fingers together. We walk hand in hand past the house and step out onto the shore.
Sand fills up my sandals and is cool against my skin. It's hard to walk, because they keep getting stuck, so I stop, giving a gentle tug on his arm.
"What's wrong?" he wonders, refusing to let go of my hand.
I wiggle my feet out of my sandals and bend over to scoop them up, hitching them on my finger before standing back up. He nods, understanding, and then we continue walking deeper into the darkness. I can hear the waves rolling like a lullaby and the sound of music drifts from one of the houses. The sand seeps through the cracks between my toes as I listen to every sound and feel the coolness of the air.
"Are you cold?" Kayden asks as we slow down just out of reach of the water.
I glance at my arms, feeling myself shiver, and in the moonlight, I see the goose bumps on my arms. "A little."
He sighs and then glances back at the house up at the top of the sandy slope. "Let me run back and get you a jacket."
I quickly shake my head and strengthen my hold on his hand. "No, please stay here. We need to... we need to talk."
He eyes me over skeptically and in the darkness his eyes look hollow. He rubs the back of his neck tensely and then he lowers himself onto the ground, guiding me down with him. He gives me a gentle tug to the side and maneuvers me onto his lap, settling me against him. I lean back, shutting my eyes, feeling safe, feeling like this is where I belong.
Kayden is the only guy who's ever made me feel this way, more than Seth, more than my own self. He is all I need and I hope he feels the same way too. But before I ask, there's something else I need to know-need to understand.
I summon a deep breath and the release it out into the open.
"Kayden, what happened?"
Three tiny words, so heavy and meaningful that they crack the earth. He tenses and so do I, before I turn to look him in the eyes. He swallows hard and so do I. He takes a deep breath and it's nearly soundless as it eases back out of his lips.
His lips part and as his voice slides out, my heart nearly stops. "My father stabbed me."
Kayden I have no idea why I tell her. I wasn't planning on it. I was planning on keeping it a secret forever, just like everything else.
But she's sitting there, waiting for me, trusting me enough to hold her and be close to her. She expects the truth and I want to give it to her. I want to give her everything.
"My father stabbed me." And just like that, I've shattered the box inside my heart and it fractures into a thousand jagged splinters.
Her eyes widen and her breath hitches in her throat. She's verging on crying again, so I wrap my arms around her and pull her against me. "Relax, I'm okay now."
