Dwindle

chapter 4

I finally got the courage to ask her out.

She was giddy, she said yes and I couldn't help but feel giddy as well.

I mean who doesn't get that way when their crush says yes.

I picked her up, she smiled at me, my stomach erupted in butter flys.

I took her to a restaurant, we talked and joked, I gazed at her taking in her features.

The night went fast, I ordered alcohol, lying about our ages.

I forced her to drink it, God I was stupid.

I got her drunk, she said things, absolutely terrible things that her parents wouldn't have been proud of.

But, having some sense, I helped her out of the restaurant, carrying her small body to my car as she slurred her words.

I had sat her in my car, and on the way to her house, I had held her hand.

Her parents thanked me, but they didn't know I was the reason she was intoxicated.

I went home that night, Thinking about how I turned that sweet girl into a foul mouthed drunken teen, all from buying her a drink and making her drink it.

I had always been a bad influence I guess, I should've disappeared from her life, it would have been better for her and me, then I wouldn't feel the heart break and pain staking regret I feel now.

At school, she put on her notorious smile, we held hands in the hallway, she had asked me to be her boyfriend, I should've said no, but I liked her too much, so I said yes.

That was a mistake that would cost me greater in the future.

Word spread, people were skeptical, I was happy.

She did make me happy though, she made me a feel a way Ide never felt before. I was new to this, being in a committed relationship, I used to be someone who used girls, a player you could say, I wasn't proud of it.

That's why coming to a new school was so great, a fresh start for me.

I found Fey and thought I could clean up my act.

But that wasn't the case.

We had dated for three weeks before she kissed me.

Or rather I kissed her.

It was magical I tell you, we had been walking through the park, it was starting to get cooler outside, so I gave her my jacket.

She blushed which caused me to do as well.

The sun had been setting, and the sky had already clouded over.

It had began to pour, we ran for cover getting soaked in the process.

We finally found a gazebo, we had been laughing it off, she had been making fun at how my brown hair, which was usually up in a short quiffed style, was sticking to my forehead.

I remember us two finding ourselves face to face, I remember the remaining raindrop fall from her forehead to chin, she seemed to sparkle.

She looked beautiful, anyone could admit it.

We had went silent, I had been staring into her eyes, cliché I know, but I couldn't help myself.

That's when we kissed, man I never realized how long I had been waiting for that moment.

And that's the night I figured out that I loved her.

If only I had known how to love her the right way.