Chapter 12

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May Jackson
The therapist was ghosting me throughout the rest of the week but it didn't bother me. I was too busy stressing about what I was going to wear on this date. I had been digging in my closet for about 30 minutes. Alex didn't tell me where we was going so that made it even more nerve wrecking. Despite my wardrobe crisis, today was the day I was suppose to be driving back home. It was about to be my off day from the camp and on our off days we get to stay on the camp site or go home.

I was going to stay on the camp site since Alex was staying at his family's lake house that was around the way. I had learned a bit about him ever since I gave him my number. He wasn't from here but every summer he came down to help out the camp and of course vacation at the lake house alone. He didn't talk about his parents too much but I knew that they were wealthy. Alex wasn't arrogant at all and that sort of surprised me because most boys his age with his type of wealth would've bragged non stop. Alex was different though and that's what I liked about him.

Talking to Alex felt like a whole new experience for me because when I was with the therapist the only thing he talked about was his shoes and clothes. He did tip me off sometimes but I never asked him to. Most times when we weren't sexually intimate he just bragged for hours on in. It annoyed me because I simply wasn't dating well seeing him for the money. The way we met was under difficult circumstances but I fell for a completely different version of him. What he presented to me in the beginning was never really him.

My thoughts were interrupted from the ringing of my phone. When I looked at the caller ID it was Alex. I smiled to myself and answered.
"Hey you"I said into the phone
"What's up beautiful?" He didn't sound too excited
"You okay?" I asked him
"Yeah I'm cool but I gotta go home for this weekend. I know we had a date planned but I have to  help my uncle out." He said discouraged

"Oh no it's fine, I'm not tripping. Do what you have to do." I told him
"Yeah I'm sorry about that. Today I'm swinging by the lake house to grab some clothes, you can come over and we can swim in the lake or something. I need to at least see you before I leave" he suggested
"Ugh I don't think I'm going to do much swimming but sure I'm down" I replied
"Okay bet, I'll be by your cabin in 20"

It wasn't the first date I had in mind but it was something. Plus I loved how he tried to redeem his self for the inconvenience that was clearly out of his hands. Since I wasn't going to be seeing him this weekend I decided to text the therapist. He was ignoring me but I texted him anyway. Maybe my text would put him in a better mood. I decided to take a shower and while I was picking out clothes I was hesitate about wearing a swimsuit. I was a little insecure about my body so I didn't feel comfortable wearing one. I swallowed my pride though and threw on a one piece and I put my sun dress over it.

I didn't plan on taking it off but I put it on just incase. While I was checking myself out in the mirror I heard a knock on the door. I knew it was Alex so I quickly ran to the door to open it.
"Hey!" I said as I hugged him
"What's good? You look amazing by the way" he told me
"You think so? Thank you" I blushed
That was the thing with Alex, he made me feel beautiful, confident and seen. A few things I haven't felt in awhile. The feeling of him complimenting me made me feel warm on the inside. I felt like a little girl crushing in middle school, the butterflies and the anxiousness was wholesome.

"You got everything?" Alex asked me as I put on my seatbelt
"Yes"
"Alright bet" he cranked up the car and we were off
Being in the car with him wasn't awkward and I loved it. Awkward silence made me uncomfortable but it wasn't like that. When I was with him I could simply unwind and be my true self. We pulled up to the lake house about 15 minutes later and honestly I was amazed on how big and beautiful it was. We got out the car and Alex decided to give me a tour.

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