When It Rains

Chapter 2

Wyatt’s P.O.V.

It’s been a week since I saw Valerie and week of perfect sunshine, damn it. I miss her more than I’ve missed anyone in a really long time, it’s like she really was sunshine and I’ve lived in the dark my whole life, I’m addicted and now I need my fix.

Plus I can’t stop thinking about that kiss, what did it mean? I know I sound like a twelve year old – it was only a peck on the cheek but it made me feel stuff and that’s a lot for me, I want to feel again. Valerie evoked so many different emotions in me – intimidation, fear, curiosity, protective, even lust and not in the gross way there’s just this draw to her that I have.

I looked up from my seat on the couch where I’d been strumming mindlessly on my Gibson and stared at the yellow umbrella that I’d left neatly on the coffee table last night. I pulled the guitar strap over my head and set it down on the couch so I could reach out to touch the yellow nylon; it makes me feel closer to her somehow.

I shifted in my seat when my cell started to buzz in my pants, I pulled it out of my pocket and saw that it was Sarah my little sister and answered it.

“Hey sis, you alright”?

“... Wyatt is that you”?

I frowned “Of course it’s me, you called”.

“I know you just sound, different. I was kind of surprised you even picked up”. I rolled my eyes at that.

“What do you want Sarah”? I asked trying to speed her up to the point.

“What are you doing today”?

“Nothing really, I got up, got dressed, played a little guitar and now... watching T.V.” I lied about the last part cos trust me I’d see a big white van and guys with nets if I told her I was staring at an umbrella.

“You mean you’re out of bed? And dressed too? And did you just say you were playing again”? I was a little insulted by her tone of surprise but I let it go seeing as how for months I’d lay in my bed for days at a time not moving or eating, my guitar that had always been so important to me gathering dust on it’s stand.

“Yes”.

“What’s happened”? She asked worried.

“Nothing why”?

“Do you want to come out with me”?

“Not particularly but you can come over if you want to”.

“Really”?

“That’s what I said, you know Sarah you should really pay more attention”.

“I’m coming right over”! I had to pull my phone away from my ear so her squealing didn’t perforate my ear drum.

“Whatever”. She hung up on me and I threw my cell down on the other side of the couch careful not to hit the Gibson and got up to put away Valerie’s umbrella in my room, there’s no way Sarah will see it there, I know if she did she’d ask questions because lets face it who really has a bright yellow umbrella and even I know that’s too optimistic for me to pull off as my own.

It was probably around twenty minutes later when I heard the rattle of my intercom. I walked over to the wall it was attached to and held the speak button in.

“Hello”?

“Wyatt it’s your sister let me in” I laughed at her impatience and buzzed her in. While I waited for her to come up I put my mug of coffee in the sink and picked up the pair of still wet socks that I peeled off of my frozen ass feet last night.