This Summer Only

Summer House

    As we walked back to the house in silence after picking are towels and stuff up Ryan intertwined are fingers. I knew it meant nothing to him but a few sparks flew when his hands touched mine. I smiled.

    We stepped inside the house and Ryan called out again.

    “Hello? Anyone home?”

    No one answered again. He walked farther in the house pulling me with him since are hands where still intertwined. He called out again, more towards down stairs. No one. Where were they?

He sighed and walked over to the couch. I followed behind him with my fingers hurting. I let go of his hand and sat on the other side of him. Right as I did he took my hand again. What was up with him?

    “I’m bored.” I mention.

    “What would you like to do?” Ryan asked.

    “I dunno. Swim?”

    “Swim?”

    “Yes, swim.”

    He sighed, “Ugh, fine. Come on.”

    He stood up again, pulling me with him. I caught up with his pace and fixed are fingers. When I did he let go. He pulled over his shirt and turned towards me. He lifted up my arms and pulled of my shirt. What, was I two? He crouched down and pulled down my shorts. Oh my god. He made me step out of them without ever saying a word.

    He stood back up fully and took my hand again “You know, you’re beautiful.” He whispered.

    “D’aw. Thanks.”

    “Welcome. Come on. Swim with me.”

    “Okay.” I smiled.

    He lead me over to the pool and sat down putting his feet in. I sat down next to him and put my feet in, too. He looked at me, “Ready.”

    I nodded and smiled, “Mhmm.”

    He pushed over with his feet and jumped in pulling me with him. We came up while letting go of each others hands. We swam over and got some noodles. I pick the blue one and he took the green one.

    I went under and opened my eyes. I couldn’t really see anything but oh well. When I came back up Ryan wrapped his arms around me hugging me. I was so tired. I leaned my hand on his wet chest. He was acting so weird these past few minutes.

    I leaned my head back looking up at him. I wanted to say something I just didn’t know what to say. He leaned in and I thought he was gonna kiss me, but he turned slowly and brushed my cheek with his lips. He pulled away dropping his arms. He looked down then turned around. He started to walk away.

    “Ryan? Hey! Ryan. Where are you going? Hello? Are you listening to me?” He didn’t even turned at me to look. He just walked up stairs and inside. I stood there wondering what just happened. I walked out over the pool to going inside. Well, wasn’t this a wonderful way to end my happiness.

    I sighed opened the sliding door. I went inside and went down stairs to my room. I went by Ryan’s room and saw his light was on and his door a jar. Maybe I would go see him after. I opened my door shutting it behind me. I walked quietly over to my dresser opening the top drawer grabbing a bra and a pair of underwear.

    I went back over and locked my door just in case he tried to come him. I slipped off my bathing suit bottoms letting them fall to the ground. I sighed and pulled my took off. I stood there naked again looking in the mirror. I was so unperfect. I put on my under wear and slipped my bra on. I looked down at my thin body. God, I hated being thin like this. I felt like such a waste.