That Summer

Coming clean

I couldn't believe he found me.

I turned around and grabbed hold of Kyle's arm. I felt ill, I felt empty and hollow inside. I pulled onto Kyle and asked him to take me back to the limo. I wanted to go home. I knew Kyle was worried, I could see him from the corner of my eye looking down at me. He kept holding on to me and looking behind his shoulder making sure nobody was following us.

Kyle dropped me back home and kissed me goodnight. I knew he was worried about my but I reassured him I was okay. I held back my emotions as I stumbled into the living room to my grandparents. I greeted them with a smile and told them how tonight went I kissed them both on their cheeks and said goodnight quickly as I couldn't keep my tears in any longer.

I kicked my heels off, grabbed onto the bottom of my dress and pulled it up to my knees. I staggered up the stairs and burst out crying jumping onto my bed. I didn't have the energy to get undressed and remove my makeup. I was so scared I didn't dare to move.

I woke up in my shorts and vest top tucked into a tight ball in my bed. My grandma must have checked on me before she went to bed. Hopefully she didn't notice I had cried myself to sleep.

I can't believe what I saw. Who I saw.

Kyle is going to be so worried. He didn't know what happened and I'm guessing it won't be long until I'm going to have to explain my past. Explain what happened last summer.

Kyle texted saying he wants to see me. I guess I'll have to agree. I replied telling him to come round, so able to talk about it. I couldn't explain it properly out in public. I have to tell my grandparents first.. I don't want to worry and upset them but they need to know.

My grandparents are so worried. They insist on calling the police but I've managed to persuade them to leave it for now. Unless I see him again. I'm so scared if I do see him again, what he would do. I know what he is capable of and it's creepy.

Kyle knocked. We went into my room and sat on the bed. I started to explain myself and tell him what happened. I buried my head into a pillow for a second while I sobbed, desperately holding it together. I sniffed and wiped my tears, holding my breath.

'Anna, I'm sorry.' He squeezed my knee. ' I didn't realise your parents were dead. I'm so sorry'

I continued on and explained what happened after. Telling Kyle about my parents and who they were, how they lived.

My mother was called Katherine. Much like myself my mother had long brown radiant hair. Big brown eyes and a sweet smile. She was a well known journalist and wrote for a magazine. She had her own section and wrote about herself and her views. Sometimes even wrote little stories or comic strips for children. She was a lovely, strong and independent woman who had a heart of gold.

I continued with my father, Steven. He was a great man with pride and money. My father had brown tousled hair which he slicked back when working making him look professional. He wore rounded glasses when reading me my favourite children's books and columns in the newpaper. Reading out loud mothers articles in her magazine. He loved her work and was proud and supportive of her. He was a lawyer who had won many cases. He was always working though which took a toll on me as a young girl, when all I wanted to do was play with my father. But I loved him still.

After every memory and detail I spoke about my parents is stopped and held in my years again, this time having the feeling my throat was closing up. I had a huge lump in my throat due to all the crying. Kyle would reach over to me and pull me in for cuddles. Rubbing my back and kissing my forehead.

' I'm sorry, I'm crying too much.' I stuttered.

'No Anna, don't be so silly, you're upset about your parents. You miss them dearly, how could you be crying too much.' He tucked my hair behind my ear. I rolled up as Kyle wiped my tears.

I continued with what happened to my parents and what happened after they died... and how I came to being stalked.