The Summer I'll Never Forget.

11.

When we reached home, we all climbed out of the car and walked up to the house. It was a painful walk, because no one said anything. There was a massive elephant in the room.

When we actually got into the house, i sat down in the kitchen and just stared off into space. How had my life become such a drama in a week? I hadn't had this much drama in my life since Chris, and i definitely didn't plan for there to be. I just don't understand how someone can use someone's past so openly against them? Kostas really didn't care that he knew something so secret about me - he doesn't realise that he is the only one who knows... Chris said he wouldn't tell anyone, i don't know how Kostas knows but i daren't ask, that will only confirm what he thinks he knows and i don't want to solidify what he has over me. If i'd have never gotten involved with Kostas i would have never got like this again, i wouldn't have started to think about Chris again.

"I wish I'd never sent him that first text" i said quietly, more to myself than anyone else.

"Hay," Lucas said quietly from behind me. "It will be okay" as he said this he came around the counter i was sitting at and stood in front of me.

I looked up at him, "you don't know that, Luc"

"No, you're right. I don't know that. But I do know you are a strong person, and you'll get through it whether it's okay or not" i appreciated what he said, but I couldn't really pay attention to his words because all I could see was his bloody face.

"Let's get you cleaned up" i said standing up and taking his hand to drag him over to the sink. I pulled a chair up and pushed him down into it. He didn't object the entire time, which i was surprised at. "Cam, can you get the first aid kit?" I asked and waited to hear shuffling, telling me he had heard.

"Thank you for what you done today" i said to Lucas as i dabbed the blood off his face with a wet cloth. "But you didn't need to get into a fight for me. I don't want you getting into fights over me"

"It was about time that asshole got a kick to his teeth" Lucas said, clearly still angry.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You - uh" he stammered. "Okay, don't get mad but" he started and I stopped cleaning his cut to look at him. "You're not the first girl i've heard stories about when it comes to Kostas"

"What?" I said shocked.

"I mean, i never heard any quite like this - seems like this one runs a little deeper" he said giving me a sceptical look. "But the team, they talk about Kostas and this other guy who left last year and about they used to conquer the girls at school"

Chris... the other boy who left last year... he left school last summer. He was in the year above.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I said, but I wasn't angry. More curious - and a little bit exhausted.

"I tried to" he answered. "I didn't want to seem jealous. I wasn't sure, but i tried to tell you. You didn't want to hear it, and then he was taking you on dates and being all nice... I thought I could have been wrong. I mean, I never liked him"

"Lucas!" I said exasperated.

"Hayley" he said, "i was going to stay in the sidelines, listen in the halls to what the football boys were saying and keep a distant eye... it was going fine, then you came home in tears and I thought about what I had heard..."

"And that's why you got so mad the other day, when i came home crying because of him"

"I thought the worst, and rightfully so..."

"He didn't do the worst.." i argued, "he could have done a lot more"

"Way to put it into perspective" he rolled his eyes.