I pull up into Central Park and get out of my car. He told me to meet him here, at the biggest oak tree in the park, closest to the entrance.
The air is hot and humid. I feel like the air is pressing onto my bare shoulders, making it harder to walk. My dress sways in the hot wind and I know I will have sun burns. I scan the park and my eyes find Jake. He's waving at me and his smile grows as I run towards him. He is in the grass under the large tree.
He is sitting on a blanket with what looks like a picnic basket.
He gets up and kisses me without warning. I pull away and look at him.
"I don't kiss on the second date." I say and he smirks.
"I do." He says and he grabs my wrist and yanks me down forcefully beside him. I think he has changed since highschool. I stare at him confused and he pulls out a weird looking pink drink from the basket,"Drink it." He says forcefully and I scoff. Who does he think he is?
"I am not drinking that." I say and cross my arms over my chest.
"Just drink it. I made it myself. It's good."
"You first, then." I keep my gaurd up. Something about this is not right. And I don't like it.
"Come on, you can trust me. I'm your friend."
"Your sure?" He's right. He's been my best friend for over four months, I can trust him.
He pushes a lock of blonde hair from his face and nods.
"Okay." I say and take a sip of it. It takes horrible and I am about to remove it from my lips and spit it out but Jake pushes the bottom, forcing the stuff down my throat. I slap his hand away and the glass falls, now empty. I cough and wipe my mouth, looking at him. Just as I am about to get up and storm away in fury, everything goes black.
