Epilogue

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The next few days were nice, just relaxing around the house with my Dad. 

But then reality set in. In only a matter of days, I would be sent to my summer camp. My Dad told my the name of the camp, thinking it might make it sound better. It didn't. The camp I will be attending for the next two months is Camp Delinquent. Sounds like a cheerful place huh? Wrong. The pamphlet my Dad gave me went a little something like this.

Camp Delinquent.

Do you have  troubled teen at home?

Do you want your little skipper or baby girl back?

Send them here and we can help them get back on track to being the little kid you raised. When we are done with them at the end of the summer they will be the well mannered, respectful, polite young teen you always wanted

Send them to Camp Delinquent today!

Doesn't that sound like the perfect place to send a teenager? No,the answer you're looking for is no.

I haven't heard anything from my old friends and I'm done caring. It only made me sad and I don't want to be that one depressed kid and my new camp. Today I plan on being on my computer all day since we can't bring them to camp with us.

I'm just scrolling through Tumblr, wanting to be one of the famous people on here when I head a soft knock on my door. Turning down my music, I keep scrolling. They knock again.

"Dad, I'm not in the mood for your little talk of how the camp will fix me." I say, true to my word. He has given me so many little speeches of how 'it will help you' and how 'it's for your own good'. It all is bullshit. Another knock at the door snaps me out of my thoughts.

Getting up I walk over to the door, opening it, ready to bitch out my dad for interrupting my last few days of peace. But when I look at who it is, the words die in my throat.

"Kaleb? What are you doing here?" I ask, astounded that he is here. We haven't talked in weeks.

"I'm here cause I had to find out from my parents that you are leaving for the summer. Why didn't you tell me?" He asks, sitting on my bed.

"I didn't want to tell you cause it's not your normal summer camp." I explain, sitting down beside him.

"Then what kind of summer camp is it?" He asks, laying his head in my lap. My hand goes to his hair, tangling in his soft surly locks.

"I'm being sent to a delinquent camp. Ridiculous right? I'm not a delinquent yet my dad thinks it will help me which is bull shit." I tell him while my fingers comb through his hair. I look down at him and his eyes are closed and his breathing has gone even. Chuckling softly, I lay back so we both are laying on the bed. Soon enough, I feel myself falling asleep.

I wake up to soft snoring and a slight breeze on my neck. Annoyed I trow my hand behind me, expecting the fly or bug to go away but my eyes fly open when I hear the sound of skin hitting skin.

"Ow." Kaleb groans, taking the hand that was wrapped around my waist and held the spot on his face my hand hit

"Why are you this close to me?" I ask, flipping around and facing him, our faces inches apart.

"I don't know. All I remember is falling asleep with my head in your lap." He explains.

"Well sorry for slapping you in the face." I apologies, my face flushing warm.

"It's alright, I had the best sleep ever." He says, showing a toothy grin.

"Well don't get used to it, I leave in a few days." I tell him sadly. We lock eyes and lean in, our lips sparking on contact.

We lay there for a few minutes, talking and kissing.

But then the sun went down and reality set in. A soft knock on the door meant that Kaleb had to go home.

I walk him to the door and out onto the porch.

"What now?" I ask, as he grabs my hand and pulls me close.

"How about this, you go to your camp, and when you get back, I'll be waiting right here." He tells me, leaning his forehead against mine as he looks deep in my eyes.

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"So you will wait for me?" I ask one more time before I get into my car to drive off.

"I promise." He says, giving me a quick kiss before shutting the door after I get in.

"I'll see you in a few months." I say as my dad puts the car into reverse and drives off.

Edited March 28 2016

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