Chapter 8

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       We walked into my house still laughing, (although it was more like wheezing) and we were home. Shutting the door, I realize, I never told my mom she was coming over. Oh well I guess. Turning around I see my mom poke her head around the corner and her eyes fill with surprise. "Oh, well who's this?" She asks while walking into the small living room. Hand towel hung on her shoulder, she smiles. A little embarrassed, Makayla shifts her weight and reply's. "Um, I'm Makayla." Looking at me my moms eyes sparkle with amusement. "It's very nice to meet you, now Joseph, when were you going to tell me?" Crossing her arms she smiles. She's enjoying this! Ugh. "I forgot to text you, sorry. Me and Makayla planned on hanging out today." I explain with a shrug. Nodding she looks back at Makayla. "Well, welcome to our home, sorry it's such a mess and Joseph," turning towards me she continued. "You know the rules. I expect you to follow them." With that, she turns around and heads to the kitchen. Letting out a sigh, Makayla chuckles. We were silent for a while, listening to mom, mess with stuff in the kitchen until I get an idea. "Do you have a bathing suit?" She seemed confused by the random question, and answers hesitantly. "Yes, but not with me. Why?" Walking into the kitchen, she follows after asking why again, a little nervous. "Hey mom?" A little startled by my voice, she turns around with a questioning face. "Yea?" She asks, while Makayla quiets her complaints. "Can we go swimming? I remember you complaining about how I never swim anymore, and we're bored but, we would need to either get her a bathing suit or let her borrow one." I quickly explain. And I was surprised when she said yes. Next thing I know I'm in my room getting dressed while Makayla and my mom are next door doing the same. Once Im dressed I walk into the living room, sit down, and wait. And while I wait, I think. I think about the past, the present, and the future. My past has been rough. But me and my mom have prevailed, and in the present I'm unsure. Im just confused about to much. How could someone like Makayla be red? She's a good person. An amazing person. I understand my mom, that's not something I can fix, but I know it's because Makayla is depressed. So what do I do? I'm not sure. There's nothing I can do. Funny. And finally, the future. What can I even say about it? Will Makayla be in it? I hope so. I think. How long will the future even last? Story's and movies are not the only things that end. Everything comes to an end, including the future. Because someday, there won't be one. It will have to end eventually. Right? I think so. But that's all we can do. Guess. Think. Because, if everything ends, and things change, doesn't that mean we're wrong? Doesn't that mean it's impossible to know things for sure? To be 100% right? Yes? No? Not sure? See, that only proves my point. Am I making you second guess yourself? How many times do you do that a day? Truly? See? I'm right. And wrong. Because, I don't know. And that is the point. Finally, the girls walk out, into the living room. And...I can't breath. She's beautiful. If I'm being honest, I didn't think I would ever get Makayla to agree to this, let alone my mom. And I was half joking. Half. Now, walking into the living room, is Makayla, in one of my moms old bathing suits. Her chestnut hair, now out of her face, behind her ears. Her honey brown eyes avoiding mine, but her face red. Shifting her weight onto her left foot, her right arm reaches across her stomach grasping her left arm. Why she's trying to hide her stomach, I don't know. She's actually really skinny. But not to skinny. Her torso is actually more of an hour glass shape, which I've never noticed before. Her body fitting snuggly against the bikini. Yes, bikini. She looked uncomfortable, but she was absolutely beautiful, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. Only when my mom cleared her throat, did I stop stating at her. Looking at my mom, her eyes sparkling with amusement once again, she raises her eyebrow. "I know I did a good job, getting her into a bathing suit and what not, but I didn't do it so you can have some eye candy. And if that's why you had this idea, you might wanna rethink your self." She says trying not to laugh. I could feel the heat rush to my face and I look at the ground. Sneaking another peek at Makayla, I realize she's looking at me too. Though not at my face. She's staring at my stomach, then my chest, until finally she meets my gaze. After a few seconds, she must of realized I had caught her staring, because her face immediately became a bright shade of red before looking at the ground just as I had. That's when my mom finally laughed not able to hold it back anymore. Grabbing three towels, sunscreen, and her shades, my mom tells us to follow her and we all head towards the back door. Walking into the backyard, onto the deck, we start getting stuff ready. Our deck starts just past our back door and ends just at the corner of the house. The bench, up against the wall, and the fence up on the side, looking out onto the street. The wooden fence was my moms favorite part, what with the vines weaving in and out of the diamond shapes, and her purple tulips just blooming. Setting the stuff down I turn around to be attacked by a big ball of black and white. "Lucy! Get off!" I yell between laughs. Looking up at our big goofy husky I smile. "Seance, when did you have a dog?" Makayla asks a big smile on her face as she looks at Lucy. "Seance always. The only reason she's not inside is because she just got back. She went to my grandmas house in Kansas. Even though she's my dog. Isn't that right girl?" I explain giving rubbing the crazy dogs stomach. I've missed her, but my grandma wanted to take her to the lake, even though we have a pool. Non the less, I've missed her. Standing up, mom takes Lucy and heads inside to change into her bathing suit, and feed Lucy. I start to get out the sunscreen when I see her staring at me in the corner of my eye. I wonder what she's thinking. With that I start to apply the sun screen. When I'm down I turn around to see her still looking at me, face red. Confusion fills me. Is she ok? Did I do something? Is there something on my face? Clearly I didn't ask any of those questions. Instead I went down a simpler path. "Do you want some sunscreen?" She looks at me for a moment before nodding and putting out her hand. Ignoring her hand I start to spray her arms. Then her shoulders. Then her stomach. Then her legs. I never noticed how tan she was. Huh. Walking behind her, I start to spray, until I'm at her lower back, then, for some reason I stop. Why, I don't know. It wasn't until she looked over at me, did I realize I was staring again. Blushing, I quickly finish, then put it away. Both of us kinda stand there for a moment, quiet, until I finally figure out a plan. A glorious, amazing, absolutely genius plan. And, even though it made my thoughts race and hands shake, I grab her hand and start towards the pool. Stoping at the pool -which is attached to the deck- I look at her and I smile. She looked at me confused, but smiling. And then she yelped. Now cradling her in my arms, she cursed at me. "Don't you dare do it! I swear to god Joseph I will fuck-" and I threw her into the pool. When she came up, gasping for air, she glared at me, then dived under and swam. It was beautiful. That is the only way I can seem to explain her. Beautiful. She's perfect. And that was my mistake. I wasn't paying attention. Next thing I know, her hand is around my feet, and she pulled me in. Water surrounded me, and I immediately held my breath, and looked around in the water, seeing nothing but bubbles. Swimming up I reach the surface and take in a big breath, when I see her running towards me. And I froze. But not in a bad way, no this wasn't bad. She was changing. She was almost green, and I was so happy. And it stayed that way. All through us swimming, splashing, pushing, squealing, and laughing. And it was perfect. My mom came outside, still dressed, and yelled that it was time for dinner. I was so surprised when I looked up to see that the sun was setting. And I was also surprised by how hungry I was. She must have been thinking the same, because we both got out and raced to the door laughing. Even though we got kicked out as soon as we got in because we were still wet. My mom came out a few minutes later and told, yes told not asked, Makayla she was staying for dinner and told me to come help her. Getting up I follow my mom and just before I walk inside, I look over my shoulder and see Makayla smiling warmly at her hand. And I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face.

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Authors note:

    Hello my peoples!

  Ok, so in my opinion this was a cute chapter. Sorry my chapters are short, and I apologize, but look at it from my point of view. I am currently writing all of this on my school iPad, in pages. And in this it's sooooo much longer. Trust me. But, I copy and paste it to here and it looks like nothing. Hurts my ego a little but it's whatever. 

    Anyways...... I hoped I guys enjoyed reading this chapter just as much as I enjoyed writing it! Stay Alive Friends |-\

~Sam


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