Summer
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*I stared out the window at the street below and watched the cars go by. I had been sitting here for an hour and a half. I sat here after I finished unpacking, not wanting to accept that I was living here. I loved my dad and all, but this was the last place I wanted to be. I hadn’t been here since I last came with my best friend. Bad memories had ruined the beach for me. And I wasn’t ready to revisit them.* Harley and her friend had been going to the beach every summer for as long as she could remember. This was the first summer she had come there without here. She is forced to face the painful memories of her previous summers there. She meets someone who has a secret, someone who plays a role in her past. A person she only met once. And once she knows the secret, things start to make some sense. I am alternating chapters. Every other chapter is the past. The past are the summers that Harley spent with her best friend. I have also posted this on a website called MissLiterati
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Alex.. That's all I remembered that summer night 3 years ago.. It was my 19th birthday and I was celebrating at the beach house, like we always did. Together. This summer was different. This summer was magical.. However, All I could remember was the tanned skin, in my bed, the morning after, cursing under his breath, searching for his clothes. All I remembered was his first name, after I peeked at a message that lit up on his phone, asking "Where are you, Alex? It starts in an hour." I remember the day before, but due to the alcohol in my system, it still was a blur. All i remember was the steamyness we shared and that he was in a rush, saying absoluetly nothing. Until he was gone.. I have been to that beach house every birthday since.. It's like he vanished and was only a memory. He only existed that one day on my 19th birthday. The laughs, the sun, the warm fuzzy feeling. It was perfect. Until it was gone. Vanished. It was the only time I felt like me, warm fuzzy, in the beach I loved, the mysterious man I met just that morning at breakfast who I spent the entire day with, it was the first summer I felt like myself ironic enough, falling for a man who i just met, He made me feel alive more than ever. He sent a spark in me. It was the first and only summer, I felt pretty inside AND out. Until I saw him.. 10 feet away from me. A beautiful woman attached to his hip, arm around her and PREGNANT. My world crashes around me and I can't breathe.

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