Summertrain.

Chapter 4- Oklahoma pt. 1

summertrain chapter 4

Robotic movements of mine mimicked Davyn as he walked along through the winding, old road. You'd have thought, after last night, things would change. But no, it didn't.

It was merely a hook up.

That was the truth, I knew. Although it simply wasn't like that to me. After we woke up, I found myself not on his shoulder any longer, head dropping awkwardly to the left side. "Let's go." were the only explanations I got. What was I thinking? A guy and girl, aka me and Davyn, going on a road trip around the US then after that. And so did all those other cliche stories end.

But there was no 'after that', for me and Davyn. It was just that. Nothing after. It's been awkward silence ever since. I've never heard silence quite this loud.

I just wanted to scream at him right there and then. I mean, WHY SEND ME ALL THESE MIXED SIGNALS JUST SO YOU CAN FORGET ANYTHING EVER HAPPENED IN THE FIRST PLACE UGH. There are a lot of things to play with like toys and whatnot but never a girl's heart, that's just wrong on so many levels. If you wanna send a message, then make that freaking message clear.

But the more I thought about it, he acted way closer to me in the night than in the day. I wonder why. Guys. They're so weird and unfathomable. Just when you think "oh, he might be interested in me" the next thing you know, they just drop you and move on like nothing ever happened.

I don't even know why I bother trying. The same thing had already happened...

With him.

I closed my eyes, the memory of him too much to bear. Tears prickled at the sides of my eyes at the thought of that jerk. But I couldn't cry now, not here, not ever.

It had started out the exact same way, and look how that turned out. You'd have thought I'd learn from my mistakes. I forced the thought away from my mind.

Breathe, I reminded myself. But I think Davyn stole that breath, or every one since I'd been near him.

I wonder what Davyn was thinking right now. I bet it wasn't even about me, maybe some girl he left behind, insignificant enough to try anything on me. I wasn't about to be taken lightly, that's what.

While trudging on, I stared at the mountain peak located quite a distance away, noticing it's abundance of lush greenery. It was really quite beautiful.

But I wasn't in any mood to appreciate it. The only thing echoing in my ears was the sound of the wind, and birds chirping away, free as they can be, happily living life, the complete opposite of the state I was in now.

It wasn't like I had kissed him, did I? No. He was the one that kissed me, now he's acting like nothing extraordinary happened? I didn't feel any mood to walk, much less next to him. But what could I do? Hot tears threatened to spring to my eyes out of anger. Okay, breathe in and out, in and out. Phew.

Just as I started to calm down a notch, he spoke, sending that confusing feeling surging through me again. "What'd you like for breakfast? I hope you like diner food."

I wanted to scream at him again. Mainly because 1) for acting like we were totally normal and 2) I loved diner food. I grit my teeth together and replied, "Yeah, that would be great." Not seeming to get the hint, he grinned, "Okay."

I don't think you understand what it is you're doing, I said in my head quietly to Davyn. Have you really no clue? I mean, you don't just kiss a girl then bam. Nothing ever happened. Seriously?

My ability to forgive him instantly kind of pissed me off. I still didn't know why, but I just did. Was it because of those deceiving eyes, or that superstar smile?

"So how did you get here under my skin? Swore that I'd never let you back in..."

In my state of mental rant, a black and white thing moving caught my attention out of the corner of my eye.

I jerked my head towards the direction of the thing instinctively. I wasn't too sure, but I think I saw the outline of a man in a suit. Maybe my mind had been playing tricks on me, but definitely not this time.

I didn't think it was a coincidence that there had been so many men in suits lately, unless it was International Suit Week or something. I remembered seeing a blue crest with a curved line and the words RTE on it on the suit of the first guy I saw, the one who was talking to Davyn.

Come to think of it, the guy I saw outside the circus tent seemed to have the same crest on his suit... Were they related somehow?

A creepy feeling crept over me and I didn't like it. I guess I had to ask him. It kind of felt like those kind of spy movies my cousins always used to watch, where someone was always following the main lead and whatnot.

Those stuff only happened in movies... right?