That One Summer

Chapter 34

Chapter 34

Kailah's POV

'. . .No matter how cheesy it sounded in my head, I practically melted as Ian sang along with the beautiful background music. I never knew guys did that, apart from the ones I've seen in romance films which I'd often laugh at at the stupid imagination the film makers thought up. I mean, everywhere you look, you'd see a douche, jerk, a*shole, d*ck and a lot more of what this generation's men have become. And my own brother wasn't an exception, sorry Jake. He's nice, I know, but that was only to me simply because he was a big doting teddy bear but to the rest of the female population,not including Mom, of course, he's a player chasing skirts.

But here I was, dancing with a MAN, who I thought was a MESSY and PERVERTED JERK but turned out to be SWEET, NICE, CARING, LOVING. . .Need I say more? who proved to me otherwise.

We were swaying along the slow, rythmic beat of Drowning and it was like the song just drowned out the crowd and we were left dancing in our own little world.

Ian was staring at me with sparkling gray eyes which held content, excitement, and a whole lot of emotions with that certain light I kept seeing before which now, I knew was love, prominent of them all. And I'd never hate to admit that they were shamelessly reflected in mine.

The night was perfect and I just stayed there, wrapped up in his warmth when a harsh tugging suddenly barged in my head, like I was forgetting something. I ignored it, thinking it was just a slight headache from all the playing that we did earlier but when it became unbearable, I turned to Ian to ask him if we could rest for a bit.

Raising my head to look up at him, I started to speak with a slightly sad smile that I had to break the moment we were having when what I saw made my face drop.

I was no longer in Ian's arms but instead, was caged inside someone's vice grip. Fear rolled off of me when my eyes landed on Brad's dilated ones. I started squirming and pushed my hands against his chest, trying to escape.

That helpless feeling filled my chest, and I whipped my head around to ask someone for help and I suddenly became frantic when I saw couples dancing around without a care about what was happening to me.

I shouted at them to help me, but they continued to ignore me. I was fruitlessly trying to push Brad away from me but when I had lost all hope of escaping, I just let my hands fall down my sides as I felt my body go limp in his grasp.

I was slowly closing my eyes, waiting for the inevitable when it caught a glimpse of brown hair. It widened and zeroed in on Ian.

I felt a sigh of relief bubble in my throat but was cut off when I saw the indifferent and emotionless expression on Ian's face.

He was mumbling something that I couldn't hear while I kept on staring dumbly at him.

His murmur suddenly got louder and when I finally heard what he kept on saying, I froze.

"I don't love you. We're separating anyway, so what's the point."

So that was what I forgot. . .'

I woke up with a scream, my hands clutching onto my blanket like a life support. It wasn't very reassuring when no light greeted my awakening. I turned my head towards the window and it was still dark.

"It was just a dream, it was just a dream. . ." I mumbled repeatedly as I tried to calm down from the nightmare but instead of my heart beat slowing down, it rocketed at a faster speed when the thought that the nightmare could no doubt become a reality crossed my mind.

Feeling a sting in my eyes, I berated myself.

"Stooopid." I whisper-yelled.

You're not alone in this Kailah. You have Ian now and you're going to do your best to solve whatever problems you both encounter. That's what being together means.