Flashes of Our Endless Summer Love
Chapter 7: The Comeback Kid
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At lunch I have no idea where to go. I stand in the cafeteria looking around at all the tables to find where I can sit. My eyes land on you, Alex. You’re sitting with all of your friends discussing what you all did during summer. But I’m sure I’m not being mentioned. You don’t talk all too much. We spent our entire summer together, but you don’t want anybody to know that. You never did. I can still remember when you wouldn’t shut up when we had lunch together.
Your parents were back home. They didn’t know about us. How could they have? You didn’t really like spending too much time on the phone with them. They’d call you everyday while they were gone and it got you annoyed. My parents didn’t know either. They hadn’t been home in a long long time.
You took me out for a late lunch picnic. We went up to this pretty secluded area right next to the forest in the fields. Nobody ever went out there. It was just us, the birds, the bugs, the sun, and the flowers. You had made us some sandwiches and snacks and brought along a bottle of homemade lemonade your mom loved making in the warm summer months.
I loved you so much, Alex. You took your time to tell me about everything that happened the day before. You mentioned your parents returning, having to do a quick cleaning of the house, and your panic when you noticed you had forgotten to take out the trash. It was a real dramatic ordeal. I couldn’t stop smiling that day.
“What?” You chuckled when you noticed me beaming back at you.
“What what?”
“You’re grinning at me.”
“I just enjoy listening to your stories,” I confessed.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, what did you do yesterday?”
I went to lie down and put my head in your lap. “I was in my room looking out of my window.”
“What did you see?” You brushed your fingers through my hair comfortingly.
I picked a flower from the floor and played with its petals. “I saw the old lady walking her dog. I saw a plane fly by in the far far distance. I saw the trees sway in the light breeze.” I snapped my eyes up towards you. “I saw you running out to take out the trash.”
You snorted and leaned down to connect your lips with mine. It was a perfect day. You didn’t just hear me, you listened to me. You took your time to make me feel whole, to make me feel alive. Everything was just as I could never have imagined it.
We packed up all of our belongings and went back to your car when the sun was just about to start setting. You held my hand tenderly as we walked back through the tall tickling grass. After putting the picnic supplies in the trunk, you kissed me and pressed me up against your car. I couldn’t keep my hands off you and we got into the back.
I was a virgin, but you made me feel so safe, like I knew what I was doing. You were so gentle.
I was stupid. I fell for your sick little games. You knew how to sway me, you knew exactly what I liked. I let you into my life, but you didn’t care. Did you, Alex?
At lunch I have no idea where to go. I stand in the cafeteria looking around at all the tables to find where I can sit. My eyes land on you, Alex. You’re sitting with all of your friends discussing what you all did during summer. But I’m sure I’m not being mentioned. You don’t talk all too much. We spent our entire summer together, but you don’t want anybody to know that. You never did. I can still remember when you wouldn’t shut up when we had lunch together.
Your parents were back home. They didn’t know about us. How could they have? You didn’t really like spending too much time on the phone with them. They’d call you everyday while they were gone and it got you annoyed. My parents didn’t know either. They hadn’t been home in a long long time.
You took me out for a late lunch picnic. We went up to this pretty secluded area right next to the forest in the fields. Nobody ever went out there. It was just us, the birds, the bugs, the sun, and the flowers. You had made us some sandwiches and snacks and brought along a bottle of homemade lemonade your mom loved making in the warm summer months.
I loved you so much, Alex. You took your time to tell me about everything that happened the day before. You mentioned your parents returning, having to do a quick cleaning of the house, and your panic when you noticed you had forgotten to take out the trash. It was a real dramatic ordeal. I couldn’t stop smiling that day.
“What?” You chuckled when you noticed me beaming back at you.
“What what?”
“You’re grinning at me.”
“I just enjoy listening to your stories,” I confessed.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, what did you do yesterday?”
I went to lie down and put my head in your lap. “I was in my room looking out of my window.”
“What did you see?” You brushed your fingers through my hair comfortingly.
I picked a flower from the floor and played with its petals. “I saw the old lady walking her dog. I saw a plane fly by in the far far distance. I saw the trees sway in the light breeze.” I snapped my eyes up towards you. “I saw you running out to take out the trash.”
You snorted and leaned down to connect your lips with mine. It was a perfect day. You didn’t just hear me, you listened to me. You took your time to make me feel whole, to make me feel alive. Everything was just as I could never have imagined it.
We packed up all of our belongings and went back to your car when the sun was just about to start setting. You held my hand tenderly as we walked back through the tall tickling grass. After putting the picnic supplies in the trunk, you kissed me and pressed me up against your car. I couldn’t keep my hands off you and we got into the back.
I was a virgin, but you made me feel so safe, like I knew what I was doing. You were so gentle.
I was stupid. I fell for your sick little games. You knew how to sway me, you knew exactly what I liked. I let you into my life, but you didn’t care. Did you, Alex?
