Last Summer

Chapter 4: Would've Been There

Chapter 4: Would've Been There

Spencer and I have been hanging out for the past month. He still calls me beautiful and I can tell he still likes me. I think I'm finally ready to tell him that I like him too. I'll ask him to hang out after school on Friday. We can go back to the building that we spray painted, and I'll have something written on there. It'll say I like you too. Then he'll turn and face me and I'll kiss him. Everything is going to be perfect. I'm finally ready to be in a relationship with him.

•••

"Of course!" He says when I ask him to hang out with me.

He gets in my car and I start driving us to the building which I already wrote on.

"Guess what?" He asks excitedly smiling.

"What?" I say back.

"Do you remember that girl Katie that I was talking to? Well, she's my girlfriend now. We went out on a few dates before and I'm going out with her again on Saturday." He says excitedly.

I swerve the car and almost drive off the road. I can feel my heart drop and my chest tighten.

"Oh wow. That's, great." I say in my best fake excited voice.

I stopped driving towards downtown and went to his house.

We hung out there for a while and he talked about how he really liked Katie and how excited he was.

The entire time I was trying not to cry so I just kept smiling along to what he was saying. He never even noticed something was wrong.

•••

It's been another month. Him and Katie have been dating for a month now. She's a nice girl, very popular, pretty, smart, the whole package.

I've been trying to hold it in how much I care about Spencer. It just keeps getting more difficult every day.

"Hello? Cass?" He says waving his hand in front of my face. "We're here." He points to his house.

"Oh, right." I say.

We go inside to his room and talk.

"Hey, are you okay? You've been really distant lately." He asks in the middle of the conversation.

"Yeah I'm fine." I say looking away trying not to cry. After you say you're fine so many times it just gets worse.

"No you're not. You're crying." He says moving closer. He wipes a tear from my cheek.

I burst out crying and lean my head on his chest.

"It's okay." He says stroking my hair as I cry into him.

He holds me for a good ten minutes then he lets go and looks at me.

"What's going on?" He asks. "You can talk to me."

"I'm fine. I just haven't cried in a long time and it kinda built up." I say as he wipes the last tear from my eye.

"Hey, let's go somewhere. Come on." He says pulling me up and we go to his car.

I wasn't watching where he was driving. He parked in a familiar parking lot.

"Oh no." I say.

"What?"

"We can't be here. Let's just go home."

"No, I think you're frustrated right now and we should go release some anger."

He gets out of the car before I can say anything.

I follow behind him.

"Man, I haven't been here since that first night I met you." He says.