In the Line is an emotional rollercoaster about two neighbors from different worlds whose lives are tangled in unspoken attraction.
Chace Dawson, a driven baseball player, finds himself captivated by Chloe Swann, the resilient and beautiful girl ne...
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CHACE
The sun cuts the dark behind my eyelids; forcing me to open them. But when I do, I'm glad because of the view besides me. The naked body is lying in the soft satin blankets which cover just her butt. Her long brown hair spread around her, glistening in the morning light. She lies on her stomach with arms above her head, hugging the pillow. When she shuffles, her head turns to me and beautiful soft smile appears on her lips. I enjoy watching her calm sleep, when she doesn't fight with me, she doesn't hate me. Last night was different.
She was so passionate with me and I realize how fucking happy I am at this moment. I lean down to her and peck her forehead. She shifts a little, and when she opens her eyes she smiles brightly at me."Good morning."
I lean down once again to kiss her softly but as my lips meet hers, she is gone. I can see only darkness. I open my eyes once again and I realize that I'm in my bed alone.
"Aaaaah. " I throw my head back on my pillow and try to get back to the reality. Just another dream, it was just a dream.
Shit.
Even though I dream about Chloe a lot, I always feel weird after waking up. These dreams are recurring, it's always about simple things like waking up with her, having sex with her, eating together, her shouting my name at the game or just laying beside me in the park with our dogs. I can say I have my private imaginary life with her. Although these are only dreams, coming back to reality feels more unreal to me.
It urges me to think about WHAT IFs again. What if things had turned out differently? What could be if we were nice to each other the first time we met? Would we be best friends by now? Or even a couple? Would it be just like in my dreams?
And I just hate it. I hate this feeling, that realization that everything feels wrong in my real life. That I have a shitty false relationship, shitty false family that's just pretending happiness. In this shitty rich life. It means nothing because the only girl I really like hates me.
My mind drifts off to the past. Back to the day I first saw Chloe. It was the day when me and my family started a new chapter of life in the different, calmer part of the city.
My parents had been working really hard since they'd started their own company. The family company started locally, they did good, so later they started distribute to the States, soon enough, they distributed worldwide. Twenty years of hardworking and the dream of my mother and father'd become the truth. They decided to move to the suburbs, build their own house. It was built exactly as my mother wanted it. She was so happy when we moved here. They bought a piece of land in the older part of the city, on the street at the edge of it, with beautiful, almost untouched forests just a few minutes of walk away. Prior to our arrival, that street was fully settled with older houses but the location was so exclusive for the downtowners that soon enough all of the owners accepted generous offers to sell their houses or land and moved away. Well, all except one.
