Choices

By The Lake

I apologise for this being such a short chapter but I hope you like it anyway:)

I got up immediately and followed Dylan down the street. By the time I caught up to him, he had gotten pretty far, and we were now in some grassy area that was next to a huge lake. Dylan sat down, gasping for breath. "Dylan, I'm sorry!" I almost screamed at him, throwing myself down onto the ground next to him. He sighed and pulled his legs up to his chest. "It didn't mean anything. You're the one I like, not Evan." I said. I could feel a lump in the back of my throat. I was willing to do anything to show how sorry I was. How could I have been so stupid? "My friend, Elsie. My fucking friend!" Dylan finally spoke, shouting, tears rolled down his face. "Dylan, please forgive me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I shuffled closer to him. I could feel my eyes welling up. We stared at eachother for a few seconds then suddenly, Dylan wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tightly, and we fell backwards onto the grass. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." I kept repeating, over and over. Dylan shut me up with a kiss, then more kisses came. This felt better than being with Evan.

We lay on the grass kissing for what felt like hours until finally, Dylan rolled off of me. I started apologising again. "Elsie, if Evan said anything, anything at all, about me and Jessica that made you do that, I'm sorry." he looked genuinely sorry. "He said...he said you still liked her. And then I got drinking...and...and I just felt like kissing someone. To get back at you...even though you hadn't done anything." I said, shamefully. "I used to like her, up until you showed up. Then I realised that I could move on. My feelings towards her have gone now. You have to understand, she was the only person there for me when nobody else was, and I am thankful to her for that. But now I have you." He smiled at me. "Forgiven?" I asked. "Forgiven. But will you forgive me for treating you the way I did tonight? I should have been the one with you, not Evan." he said, nervously picking at the grass. I decided against replying with words and planted another kiss on his lips. He smiled at me as I pulled away. "You should be getting back. Your Gran will be worried and so far, she likes me. I don't want to change that." he laughed "Come on, I'll walk you home. It's not too far from here." We stood up and Dylan took my hand. Grinning at eachother, we began walking. I was happy again, but the thought that I let Evan be my first kiss still nagged at me in the back of my mind.