The First & Last Summer

Chapter 5

August was surprisingly good with kids. And that made him all the cuter. He was even good with the big ole giant asshole ass wipe baby. Emily and John told Lukariah to come along even though we ALL, more his siblings, protested. I simply detest being around him. That's my reason for saying a hell to the fuck no. In front of him to. I hope he knows I don't want his ass anywhere near me.

Fuck ass bitch. I tossed my hair over my shoulder. Justine was in my arms eating chocolate ice cream as he rubbed my hair. He did it a lot as a toddler. Not when I had braids or another protective style. Only when it was natural. He said he could feel the difference. "Well, you need to shop for your room right?" August asked. "Yep, and get some clothes." I smiled. Luka was being a party pooper.

He kept staring and it was making me uncomfortable but I wasn't gonna say shit. I refused to talk to him. And he had tried a few times to get me too. I think august felt the tense air, and I felt bad he was in the middle. Turns out august was a year our senior. He was 20. "We can go to the mall" he nodded. "What? Crescendo?" I asked confused. "Yeah, they redid it and now it's massive." He nodded.

I look to Cari lifting my brows. Hers dropped before lifted and she shrugged. "Alright." I responded looking back. Luka for once didn't interject. Justine finished his ice cream and I washed his hands with wipes. I got his face and picked up my trash. I went over to the trash can and tossed everything. He had fallen asleep and I sighed happily brushing my fingers through his hair.

"You know they aren't the only ones who missed you, right?" I heard. It was Luka. "Yeah?" I asked. "Yeah." He responded tossing the rest of the trash. "Yeah well, I already know my family missed me and — you couldn't POSSIBLY mean yourself seeing as you said you weren't sure you wanted me in your life." I shrugged. "Tara, we were 14 and 13." He explained. "You can't hold that against me." He said, his voice dripping to a softer form.

"I can, and I will. I won't bother you if you don't bother me." I stated beginning to walk away. He gripped my arm softly and turned me. His grip was firm but not harmful. "You won't be able to ignore me Tara. I will invade your very being if I have to." He explained. "You will fucking acknowledge me." he growled at me. I shuddered and pulled back from him. I gulped softly as I looked up at him. His eyes grew darker as his eyes looked from my eyes to my lips.

"Guys?" August asked. I turned looking at him. "I thought you guys already left" he joked. "Nope, let's go." I smiled. I glanced back at Luka but that was the end of our conversation. We took August's car. I sat in the front with Justine on my lap and buckled us in. "You know you can put him in his seat right?" Cari asked. "I know, but it's been a long time since I was around you guys." I chuckled softly.

I ran my fingers through his hair candidly. August pulled up to this massive ass mall. And I mean massive. "Now what the fuck is that?" I asked looking up. "Crescendo" Luka replied. "That's not no fucking crescendo, me and Lukariah rounded this mall all the damn time." I stated flabbergasted. "Yeah well — things change-" august chuckled. "God damn." I muttered gently.

We got out the car and I continued to stare. Everything was changing drastically. Now, when I say this mall, is fucking, HUGE compared to the last time I saw it that would be a deep heavy understatement. They said there was five levels but we would mostly be on the second and third level. "You know you don't have to carry him the whole way" Lukariah cut in. "I'm more than comfortable holding him." I stated.

I had nothing else to do in the mental institution so I worked on keeping muscle and tightening up. Justine stirred and I rubbed his back softly. "The guys don't know where to go so!" Cari smiled. "We might be guys but we know a female store when we see one." August rolled his eyes.

"Yeah uh-huh, so, if a girl need jeans and a nice shirt with a good pair of shoes but doesn't want to go all over the place where does she go?" Cari asked. "What? I guess like, H&M?" He asked. "Wrong, forever 21. The shoes are a lot more stable down that way then in H&M." She stated. "just let her do this." I snickered at august. He smiled at me.

"okay so, lets just work our way down to the food court shop wise, take a snack break, and work our way down to level two." She instructed. "seems fair." I explained. we started in American eagle, we then worked our way into forever 21, H&M regardless of her earlier diss, Spencer's for some reason, and then into Clair's. Which in all honesty was for Carissa. "Okay okay, you need to try this on." Carissa waved an outfit in my face.

We had come into torrid, didn't know that was a store, and she was picking out clothes. Carissa had great taste, no surprise as her mother did fashion in her years before her prime. I stared at what she picked out skeptical. "Just trust me like you have been." She waved. I sighed softly. August took Justine and I grabbed the hangers. I went into the dresssing room and shimmed my dress off.

I slipped the outfit on a little puzzled. It was a white lace set. It was a white leotard that was see through until the boob area in which padding was added. Then there was a white skirt that adjusted height wise. It had a little ruffle and flow to it and a slit across the leg. It was paired with a black belt to cinch it all in. I slipped on the wedges I had on and hummed.

Paired with a gold necklace, some bracelets and rings this would definitely be my fit. Now I just needed the back zipped up. I popped my head out of the dressing room. August and Carissa were chatting and their hands were full. Lukariah was on his phone, of course he was. "Lukariah." I called. He looked up his eyebrows creasing into a frown. "I need you to zip the back up." I explained. He shuffled his phone into his pocket and nodded.

He came into the dressing room and I moved my hair turning my back to him. He stepped closer to me, my eyes watching him in the mirror. His finger rubbed against the back of my neck just under my hairline down to where my shoulders met in the middle of my back and down to my tailbone. I gasped out arching. It was a small movement but it had my nipples hard in an instant.

I had never been more grateful for my arm to be covering my chest holding the leotard up then right now. "Stop.. fucking around." I swallowed. He chuckled softly. He leaned in kissing the middle of my back. I gasped and shuddered, his hand sliding forward to hold my stomach and pull me in more. His tongue danced around the area and he nipped.

I felt my stomach swirl and heat pool between my legs. I let out a soft gasp as I shut my eyes. Luka stepped out, without noticing he had zipped up my leotard. My legs trembled, I felt so — warm in the moment. I shivered again. "Come out and show us!" Carissa called. I rubbed my face softly before trying to get my act together. Ignore ignore ignore.

I walked out and Carissa squealed. "Yes that see I'm so so so good." Carissa clapped. "Maybe a little too good.." against mumbled staring. After what Luka did I felt like I was reacting to either's gaze. Lukas was triumphant and owning while August's was desired and intrigued. Both of which furthered the warmth between my legs. "Yeah I think it looks good too." I nodded. I ran a hand through my hair before putting it up into a ponytail so it would be out of my face.

"You okay? Your cheeks are a little flushed." Carissa commented. "Yeah, it's just warm." I shrugged. She came into the changing room with me, she unzipped the leotard and gasped. "You have a MAJOR hockey on your back, Tara!" She whispered yelled. I crouched and groaned. Of course he fucking put a hickey on my back. He used to put random hickeys on me when we were kids. His excuse was they were fun, and he liked seeing them on my skin because they looked better on mine than on pale skin.

I stood and began changing as I quietly and quickly explained what happened. Carissa went through three major emotions, shock, wonder, and then cocky. "You liked it, huh?" She asked. "What?- in what way did I ever say I," I leaned in and whispered looking around. ".. LIKED it?" I asked. I couldn't believe she was trying to make me look as such. I mean I did like it but she would NEVER have to know that.

We left the changing room. A smirk on Carissa's face. "I'm never telling you anything again." I sighed. "What?" She drawled. "I haven't even said anything." She whined. "What happened in there?" August joked. "Girl talk." We responded simultaneously. I paid with mom's cute little black card and we went to one. Last. Store. "I looooove Victoria secret!" Carissa cheered.

Luka and august both cleared their throats as we rounded the front of the store. "You guys, don't touch anything. Just sit and watch." Carissa pointed. August and Luka looked at eachother before sitting on the pink couches. "How can I help you guys today?" A brunette called. Now you know how someone refers to a woman by her hair color when they plan to insult her for her rude and slutty behavior? That's exactly what's about to happen.