to
fade. It grew quieter and quieter as I started to make my way up the path back
to the cabin. It was only quiet for a moment or two when I heard another engine
drive up.
I was about to
sprint back into the trees when a familiar voice called my name.
Chapter Eight
“Sam, stop. Get
on the quad and let me take you home.”
“Oh, my god,
Brian. You just about gave me a heart attack.” As the events of the day weighed
on me, I jogged to a little clump of bushes and threw up for what felt like the
millionth time that day. I walked back to the road slowly and sat down, putting
my head between my knees.
“Sam, what
happened tonight?”
“Take me back to
the house first; then, I’ll explain everything.”
“But—”
“Stop. If I
start to explain anything, I’ll get upset. If I get upset, then I won’t be able
to sneak in.”
“You don’t have
to sneak in. Just tell Dad that you changed your mind about staying.”
“Yeah, at what
is it? Midnight? He’d love that. Can I just sleep in your room tonight?”
“Um…yeah, I
guess. If you want.”
“Yeah, that’s my
best plan.”
“Well, hop on.
Let’s get you home.”
I climbed on the
back of the quad and gripped Brian loosely. He didn’t squirm away like he had
earlier, and he drove slower than usual. Brian didn’t ask me any questions,
thankfully. In silence, Brian and I drove up to the back of the cabin where the
window of his room was. There were lattices conveniently located underneath all
the second story windows, and thanks to the teens that stayed here, they were
still in great shape. I climbed off the quad.
“Are you okay
enough to climb up there?” he asked, concerned.
“Yeah, I’ll see
you up there,” I reassured him. He turned the quad around and took it to the
front. I put my foot in the bottom square and began my ascent slowly. It was an
easy task, so I took my time in climbing to put off talking about tonight. By
the time I got to the top, Brian was there to pull me in.
Once inside, I
stood by the window, feeling awkward. Brian was rummaging through some drawers
looking for something. He stood and tossed me a pair of old sweats and a
t-shirt of his. Then, he turned and left the room to let me change. I pulled
them on, rolling up the too long legs to fit mine, grateful to get out of those
clothes that I might never wear again. I sat them on the edge of his bed.
He came back in,
after knocking softly, with two water bottles in his hand, and handed me one. I
sat down on the ground and he turned to his bed and surprised me by taking a
pillow and a blanket that was sitting by the head of his bed. When he was
finished making the makeshift bed, he sat down on it.
“You’re not
really going to sleep on the ground are you?” I questioned him.
“Yup. So, get on
the bed and tell me what I’ve been missing.”
“Fine,” I
grumbled, as I moved to his bed. “So, after you dropped me off at Cara’s—”
“No, start off
with last night.”
“He already told
you though, right?”
“I like to hear
both sides of the story,” he smirked.
“Oh, fine,” I
gushed out, defeated. “Where do you want me to start?”
“Going to the
movie.”
I told him
everything that I had already explained to Sarah and Cara. Like the two of
them, he was silent until I got to the kiss.
“So, what did
you think?” he asked.
“What do you
mean?”
“About the kiss.”
“Oh….”
“Sam. I’m
shocked. You’re blushing! Jeez, he reacted the same way.”
“What?!” I
exclaimed.
“He got all
quiet and blushed.”
“What did he
say?” I was excited despite everything I had gone through.
“Nope. Not ‘til
you tell me what you thought.”
“It was
indescribable. There are no words to describe it at all,” I sighed happily.
“That’s not
fair.”
“Ha! It’s what I
thought. Now, tell me what he thought.”
“Ugh. I hate
that I tell you both everything.”
“Spit it out,” I
demanded.
“Fine. He said
it was way
fade. It grew quieter and quieter as I started to make my way up the path back
to the cabin. It was only quiet for a moment or two when I heard another engine
drive up.
I was about to
sprint back into the trees when a familiar voice called my name.
Chapter Eight
“Sam, stop. Get
on the quad and let me take you home.”
“Oh, my god,
Brian. You just about gave me a heart attack.” As the events of the day weighed
on me, I jogged to a little clump of bushes and threw up for what felt like the
millionth time that day. I walked back to the road slowly and sat down, putting
my head between my knees.
“Sam, what
happened tonight?”
“Take me back to
the house first; then, I’ll explain everything.”
“But—”
“Stop. If I
start to explain anything, I’ll get upset. If I get upset, then I won’t be able
to sneak in.”
“You don’t have
to sneak in. Just tell Dad that you changed your mind about staying.”
“Yeah, at what
is it? Midnight? He’d love that. Can I just sleep in your room tonight?”
“Um…yeah, I
guess. If you want.”
“Yeah, that’s my
best plan.”
“Well, hop on.
Let’s get you home.”
I climbed on the
back of the quad and gripped Brian loosely. He didn’t squirm away like he had
earlier, and he drove slower than usual. Brian didn’t ask me any questions,
thankfully. In silence, Brian and I drove up to the back of the cabin where the
window of his room was. There were lattices conveniently located underneath all
the second story windows, and thanks to the teens that stayed here, they were
still in great shape. I climbed off the quad.
“Are you okay
enough to climb up there?” he asked, concerned.
“Yeah, I’ll see
you up there,” I reassured him. He turned the quad around and took it to the
front. I put my foot in the bottom square and began my ascent slowly. It was an
easy task, so I took my time in climbing to put off talking about tonight. By
the time I got to the top, Brian was there to pull me in.
Once inside, I
stood by the window, feeling awkward. Brian was rummaging through some drawers
looking for something. He stood and tossed me a pair of old sweats and a
t-shirt of his. Then, he turned and left the room to let me change. I pulled
them on, rolling up the too long legs to fit mine, grateful to get out of those
clothes that I might never wear again. I sat them on the edge of his bed.
He came back in,
after knocking softly, with two water bottles in his hand, and handed me one. I
sat down on the ground and he turned to his bed and surprised me by taking a
pillow and a blanket that was sitting by the head of his bed. When he was
finished making the makeshift bed, he sat down on it.
“You’re not
really going to sleep on the ground are you?” I questioned him.
“Yup. So, get on
the bed and tell me what I’ve been missing.”
“Fine,” I
grumbled, as I moved to his bed. “So, after you dropped me off at Cara’s—”
“No, start off
with last night.”
“He already told
you though, right?”
“I like to hear
both sides of the story,” he smirked.
“Oh, fine,” I
gushed out, defeated. “Where do you want me to start?”
“Going to the
movie.”
I told him
everything that I had already explained to Sarah and Cara. Like the two of
them, he was silent until I got to the kiss.
“So, what did
you think?” he asked.
“What do you
mean?”
“About the kiss.”
“Oh….”
“Sam. I’m
shocked. You’re blushing! Jeez, he reacted the same way.”
“What?!” I
exclaimed.
“He got all
quiet and blushed.”
“What did he
say?” I was excited despite everything I had gone through.
“Nope. Not ‘til
you tell me what you thought.”
“It was
indescribable. There are no words to describe it at all,” I sighed happily.
“That’s not
fair.”
“Ha! It’s what I
thought. Now, tell me what he thought.”
“Ugh. I hate
that I tell you both everything.”
“Spit it out,” I
demanded.
“Fine. He said
it was way
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