Chapter Five
Destination: Dunkin’ Doughnuts
Mood: Anticipated
Subject: Me.
The next morning I woke up feeling hung over, even though I didn’t smoke or drink anything illegal last night. Story of my fucking life.
So I got up and into the steaming shower. The hot spray relaxed my muscles beyond oblivion, and I thought on the previous events. Why did it have to be me? Out of all the damsels in distress, why did he have to “save” me? I didn’t want nor need his help, yet he butted in per usual.
A memory coursed through me, as much as I didn’t want it to. Alex was sitting on a hill in the summertime, not being older than twelve himself, and I a mere seven. He was holding hands with a girl and smiling. I saw them from my window in my old house, and being a kid decided to go ask them to play.
Big mistake.
So, clad in a yellow sundress and bare feet, with a big grin plastered on my little face, I went out the front door and by the hillside, where they were casually kissing.
“Hi!” I chirped.
They stopped kissing and paused, taking me in. The girl made a face of annoyance, but Alex beamed. “Hi sweetie. What’re you doin’?”
I plopped down next to them just then, “I wanted to say hi. I noticed you out here and I thought you might like to play.”
“No!” The girl was quick to answer. I looked at Alex with hopeful written across my face.
“I don’t know hunny. We have to be home by six.” He sighed, and I felt my bottom lip pout. I didn’t know why I was pouting then, but there was something indifferent about Alex and I liked it. His twelve year old self was adorable. He studied me for a moment, “Well, I guess we could play with you for a minute or two…” My head shot up and I grinned ear to ear.
“Alex,” The girl whined, “We were kind of in the middle of something.”
My eyes went wide, “Oh goodness, did I interrupt? I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to, honest.” I had then crossed my fingers and put it over my heart. At the time I didn’t know what it meant.
Alex waved it away, “Nah, you didn’t. Sue, we can hang whenever. Let this little girl get her kicks.”
I giggled, Sue glared. “I should probably be on my way anyhow.” And then she stormed off. I noticed how Alex hadn’t chased after her like in the Disney movies I used to watch. It made my head spin; all relationships were supposed to be like that.
Oh, the innocence of youth.
“Why aren’t you chasing her?” I had blurted, not meaning to. His head whipped around.
“What do you mean?”
“In movies, the prince is always supposed to chase the princess. Two lovers are supposed to be wound together. Isn’t that true love? Do you not love her?”
He raised his light eyebrows questioningly, “Where did you learn all that?
“I watch a lot of movies.” Here’s the point where I went wrong, I sat on his lap. But who could blame me? At that time my parents were together and me and my dad used to cuddle like that. Not in a bad way, but a fatherly way.
If he was shocked, he sure didn’t show it. “Hm, no I guess we aren’t in love then. But I’m only twelve, I don’t know what love is.”
I smiled, “You’re twelve? Wow, I’m only this many.” I raised seven fingers.
He counted before answering, “Wow, that’s pretty old.”
“Don’t tease me.”
“I won’t baby girl, I won’t.” He whispered into my hair. I smiled again. And we sat there talking.
“My name is Summer.” I stated.
He chuckled, “I like baby girl better. It fits.”
“Okay, whatever you say, Alex.”
“You’re cute.”
I had blushed like mad, “Um, thanks? So are you. I can tell we’re going to be great friends.”
He beamed, “I believe it, Summer. I believe it.
The memory vanished as soon as it came, and soon enough, I was dressed and ready to go meet the man I was dreaming about loving since I was that little girl on his lap.
Weed was a hell of a drug. That was why I smoked some before going.
Okay Alex, you wanted to see me? I’m ready to see you.
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Yea, I'm a bitch for not sticking to my plan. Sorry! A lot has been happening. But all my stories (minus Last Words) will be added to over the course of the next 2 days.
Sorry to anyone wanting to read In A Loving Way, Losing It, or Heartbroken Suicide. It's been writer's block central for those stories, but rest assured, I'll add to them!
Today I added to:
Summer's Light
Playing With Pieces
Tremble
Tomorrow:
In A Loving Way
Gravedancers
Losing It
TOS
Sunday:
Heartbroken Suicide
All Angel, No Wings
And any other's I missed (Besides Immortal Embrace. Already added to that one. Kayy peacee(:
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Summer's Light
HumorI'm Summer, like the season. He's Alex, like the Gaskarth. We come from two separate worlds, his arrogance, fame, fortune, and I guess a forgetful memory. Mine of patience, love, morality, and a very good sense of remembrance. I once knew this boy...
