Purple Recovery

Chapter 12: Deep Red

The sun was out and it was warmer then most days this pass week. Today I was supposed to be in the diner with my dad. He was to busy doing paperwork and the man who eats the whole pizza didn't go in today. So I decided to come take a walk. The diner was getting to full for my liking.

I had three guards with me today. One being Austin of course. My father knew I would try to go out this afternoon. I was walking around the car show. My father was right these cars are very nice. Old but stylish. These were my kind of cars, I could feel it. They made me happy and excited.

"Hey Taylor!" I heard my name. Looking around I spotted Kyle who was waving at me. I waved back and walked over to him. He looked at me body guards and took a step back. Both guards next to me were taller then him. "Did you enter your car?" He asked.

"You're funny." I smiled. "I have a driver, not a car."

"What happened to your classic convertible?" He asked wiping the smile off my face. Classic convertible? I have a car and I can't drive. I have a car and I don't know where it's at. I have a car?

"I don't know... I didn't even know I had a car." I said.

"That was one of my favorite cars. I would have loved to get a ride in it some day."

"I hope I get a ride too." I told him. "Are you here by yourself?"

"Yeah, you know when you're bored it actually makes you get up and do something." He chuckled.

"Wanna join me? We'll be pretty safe." I rolled me eyes.

"Sure." He said giving me a dashing smile. We walked through the rows of cars. We talked about which cars were better. It was good to be out and talking to someone other than my parents and James. Not that they bothered me or anything but I needed to see new people. Besides Kyle was an old friend right? We could hang out right?

After walking for about an hour we decided to go back to the diner. The diner was very full today and I'm guessing it's because of the car show. We took a seat up at the bar and Hayley quickly got our order.

"I love this place. James and I would always come here and hang out." Kyle said.

I caught myself looking at him for longer then I should have and quickly looked away to see where my dad was.

"How long have you and James been friends?" I asked taking a sip of my ice coffee.

"Since we were in our dippers. He's a good friend. I have nothing bad to say about him."

"Because you're his friend." I looked at him. He gave me a boyish smile. "What if you weren't?" I raised an eyebrow.

"It's rare for any person to dislike him. He is a good guy and good guys don't have much enemies."

James is a good guy. He is a gentlemen and has patience for everyone. "So how many enemies does he have?" I asked curiously.

"I haven't seen him in years who knows..."

"What about his friend? Jeremy?" I asked. I was sure he knew Jeremy. Jeremy was James' friend and Kyle has known James since they were small so...

He looked at his phone and a frown appeared on his face. "I should get going. Besides James is probably going to come here with you when he gets out of work." He stood up and took his wallet out, putting the cash on the bar top. He turned to me and gave me smile. "It was really good hanging out with you. Maybe we can do this again some other time. See ya around."

I watch as he walks out of the diner. I turn to Hayley who is standing in front of me. She smiles at me and I smile back. It looked like she wanted to say something but instead she grabbed the money and my cup to refill.