The Quiet

Chapter 37

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Chapter 37
*Nathan's Point of View*
Weeks later

           I sit there as I take a drag from my joint. taking in the blazing summer sun in the process. This weather can really trick you into thinking it never gets cold here. My first summer break in this town and all I've done so far was smoke and hang out with the bad boys in town. I don't know what I got myself into with them, they aren't all that scary or special, to begin with. After that day I saw Athena at the garage, the boys got me into some serious shit as in drugs. One night I got so messed up, I couldn't wake up and they didn't bring me to a hospital. I had only gotten back to town 2 weeks ago.

           I think I find myself more bored with them then anything else, but what else can I do if I've fucked up every good thing I had before? I still think about her. I tried to start drawing again but I guess that part of me just hasn't found any muse to be inspired by, well it has but ever since the events of my nightmare, I couldn't bear to try again. I'm reminded again of that day when I let the one good thing slip pass me all because of the fear of losing her.

           "Hey, baby! I've been looking for you. They told me you'd be here, why are you here anyway?" My girlfriend Sara exclaimed, pulling me away from my thoughts. When she says 'they' she meant the people who I called my friends.

           "Just smoking, what do you want?" I say rudely, it's part of the act I so dumbly decided to partake in while befriending the gang.

           "You," She says seductively, tugging on my shirt wanting to remove it as she planted sloppy kisses on my neck. She clumsily climbs onto my lap, kissing me in a way that isn't very attractive, but I can't complain. I put myself in this situation. She slowly brings her right hand along my waistline, unbuttoning my shorts, but yet the minute her hand went under to touch my area, I flinched and pulled her off.

           "No, stop," I said demandingly, gently pushing her off of me as I stood up. She wasn't a girl who I was serious with at all. Sara was just a girl who thinks she could get in my pants whenever she wants, honestly, she is becoming obsessed with that idea.

          "You always do that! You get me all hot and bothered then push me away. Whatever, I'm leaving, this place is creepy anyway. I don't even know why you come here all the time, it's a waste of time." She says, storming away from me and the scenery. My heartfelt a pang, those words hurt me for some odd reason. It was a place that kept me somewhat sane. Remembering how I came here so often sophomore year when I was sad or stressed. When I first heard Athena's voice was the day I found this place. Her name gave me chills, I haven't said it in so long but it felt like a familiar foreign word. I started going back to our first conversation, the nickname she gave me.

           Sunshine.

            I felt my eyes tear up. The flashbacks, the sorrow, the last day of school when I saw her walking to her car. She didn't know I was there, watching her on the last day of school. I miss her. I want her. No matter how many times I deny it, I still love her.

*Athena's Point of View*

           "Do you really have to go?" Dean says as I put on my light blue jeans in a hurry. He tries to grab my waist to pull me back into bed, I stood up away from his reach.

           "Yes. If I'm ever going to make it to that party tonight." I said, putting my shirt back on and finding my shoes. I was in need of a smoke, and it irritated me just how much Dean takes control of my habit. I still smoke regardless what he says, I'm my own person, and last time I checked he wasn't my boyfriend. He's just a fuck that was convenient.