For Love Or For Lust

Chapter 11: Bestfriends Don't Let Secrets Fly

Summer's POV:

"What's wrong Summer, you seem sad", my five year old, kid brother asked. Sam always knew when something was wrong with me, he knew me so well that I knew I had to tell the truth(though he probably wouldn't understand).

"Boys Sam, boys", I said looking in his big round green eyes. I take after my dad with the eyes, Sam takes after my mom on his, and the rest vise versa. Sam tilted his head, "but-but I'm a boy Summer, are you sad because of me", he asked, nearly in tears.

Pulling him into a hug, "of course not Sam, you're the boy that makes me happy, the other boys make me sad". He smiled, and then it fell, "I thought Bobby was your friend, friends don't make each other sad. I can beat 'em up, nobody messes with my sister"!

I smiled at how tuff he looked, I love Sam. "No not Bobby, my other friend Dinger. "Don't worry you'll meet him soon enough, Dinger's my best friend, which makes him a different kind of friend", I explained, still hugging him.

Sam climbed on my lap, and then made me gain so much respect for him once he said. "You like Dinger don't ya Summer", he said giggling at this new found information.

"Maybe, but it don't matter, he'll never notice me that way, but that's fine. He just upsets me, with his secret keeping", I answered truthfully. Sam closed his eyes thinking, "bestfriend's don't let secrets fly Summer, that's what Billy said. You should tell Dinger that, I think he needs to hear that".

Then Sam left to his room beside mine, my brother is a genius. "Yeah, sure thing I'll tell him that".

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Tap, Tap, Tap. I'd been hearing that noise repeatedly for like an hour now. I just ignored it, because I figured it must me raining. Dink, Dink, Dink. The noises gradually got louder.

"What the hell"? I rolled out of bed and opened my window, coming face to face with you all know who. "Dinger, go away", I hissed, closing my window in his face. With that I went back to bed, knowing he most likely thought I'd give in-fat chance.

Boom, Boom, Boom. It sounded like Dinger was banging his cane up against my window. "Shit he's gonna wake up Sam"!
Jumping out of bed, and opening the window, once again coming face to face with Dinger. His breath smelt of Double Bubble gum, and cigarette smoke.

Dinger pushed me aside, as I tried to close the window in his face again(doing that amused me for some reason). "Oh no you don't, you're not shutting me out again", he told me.

Even in the dark, I could see that Dinger looked bad. Still good-looking yes, but his eyes no longer bright, and radiated heat, and lit up the world. Instead they kind of just, sucked all the warmth and happiness out of me, and were just real dull.

Just then, interrupting my thoughts, I felt his long, strong arms around my waist. He was hugging me, and also crying, I was glad it was dark in my room, I don't think I could handle seeing Dinger cry. I don't think anyone could.

I don't know how long we stood there hugging each other, it almost made me let go of my grudge-almost. "How long were you standing out there for Dinger"?

Pulling away, wiping his tears away with his shirt, as if he had just realized that I had witnessed him having a major break down. He waited some and sat on the floor beside my bed. I figured he didn't want me to see him yet, since he was still crying. So I sat down behind him, back-to-back.

Leaning his head against mine, "about two hours I guess, I just really had to talk to ya". This almost made me choke, Dinger waited that long to talk to me!
"But-bu-but I ignored you all day, and snubbed you in school, then at lunch told you that I wasn't gonna be talking to you anymore", I stuttered(what this boy does to me).

"Yeah, well here you are talking to me, so I win. Besides, honestly I was willing to wait outside your window all-night-long", he vised, dragging out the last bit.

We didn't talk for a while, just sat there in comfortable silence, listening to each others breathing. "In case you haven't noticed yet, there's this thing I'm real good at, and sometimes it can be a bit of a curse", he said.

I could hear his trademark smirk in his voice(he's so full of himself). "Wanna guess what it is Bam, I'll even play nice and give you a hint". Dinger's playing his 'cat and mouse' game I thought, I decided to play with him.

"Yeah, whats the hint"? He giggled in happiness(he's so adorable-and lame sometimes).
"I'm doing it right now". A long time passed, I really didn't have an answer. "Tik tok", he sing-songed, pissing me off.

"I can't do it, I give up Dinger, you win", I laughed. Dinger clapped his hands all happy-like, then he conceitedly said. "Winning, I'm crimminaly good at winning"!

I'm not gonna lie Dinger was right. Suddenly he turned me around to face him, once again we were facing each other criss-cross apple sauce style(except much closer). "Except for you Summer, with you I feel................. like-like we're winning together, kinda like it's just me and you, team-like stuff".

I looked at his animated, happy face, Dinger was excited to talk to me. And he showed this, as he grabbed my hands, shaking them, making his earing shake to.

"Don't you get it Summer, I've finally found the proper partner for me. I feel like we're gonna run this school next year when we're seniors"!

I laughed at how happy he was, "don't ya get it", he repeated, as if I hadn't heard him. Looking down at his hands cocooning mine-they looked good together, kinda like two puzzle pieces.

"I don't get it Dinger", I lied. Why in the the hell did I just lie to his face, well he kind've lied to me. Then he pressed his forehead against mine, our noses touching. "I'll make you get it then". Our eyes locked, and I felt something unknown in my stomach, making me feel all weird. Whatever this feeling was, I didn't like it at all, I'd never felt like this before.

Well since this feeling is all Dinger's fault, because he's the only person that's ever triggered this feeling, it's got to be trouble! I had no idea how much trouble this feeling and Dinger would get me into.

Because at that moment I felt like I would do anything for this boy. And it scared the hell out of me.