you lot think you can entertain yourselves for a few hours?” I catch Sophie’s eye and she winks at me.
“ Sure we can,” she smiles to the boys.
“ What did Jason say?” Matt asks me, grimacing.
“ Nothing, really. Just asked if I was having fun and he wants to meet up when I get back tomorrow,” I answer, looking back down at my food pushing it around, no longer hungry.
“ I’m really sorry, Brooke, we did try to avoid him,” Matt apologises.
“ Don’t worry about it,” I mutter, pushing the whole plate to Tucker. Now I’m not hungry. My phone beeps, cutting off any further questions from anyone; but I’m not expecting the message.
Jason: You refuse to stay overnight with me, won’t even let me touch you, but yet you spend a whole weekend with the person everyone thinks you’re having sex with behind my back. Explanation time, when you get back.
I’m not quite sure what the correct reply would be to that. I could reply that he should trust me, but then we haven’t been together any longer than a month. Is that long enough to trust someone? Well, he obviously thinks so if he wants me to have sex with him. But if I agree to sleeping with him, he’ll be discovering more than one of my secrets.
“ Everything okay?” I look up at Sophie and notice everyone at the table is staring at me and I’m frowning.
I smooth my features and cock my head at her.
“I pretty much trusted you from day one, didn’t I?” I say it aloud, although it’s where my thoughts are taking me. I pretty much trusted her, Matt, and even Tucker from day one.
“ Yeah. Why?” she’s frowning now.
I shrug.
“Brooke, if this is about what I think it is, then please make sure you’re ready. You think it’s bad now. Just remember why you do it in the first place.”
“ I know. I guess sometimes when you don’t trust someone from day one, part of you knows that there’s a reason not to.”
“ Are you two going to be cryptic all day?” Tucker grumbles finishing off the breakfast.
“ Nope, I’m going for a walk. I’ll catch up with you all later. I have my phone if you need me.” I smile and walk out of the pub looking forward to a day where I don’t have to hide from anyone.
After spending way too much money in town and changing into my new bikini in the public toilets - which was a struggle, I finally get to the beach. I settle down onto my towel and tuck into my new book, removing my tee in the hopes of catching a tan. It’s a nice day and the beach is full of families and groups of friends. After getting a text from Sophie confirming that she will keep them away from the beach today, I feel myself relax for the first time in what feels like years. The reality is that it actually has been years.
Two little feet in front of me catch my attention and I look up into the eyes of a little blonde haired boy who can ’t be much older than six.
“ Hello,” I smile at him and sit up, putting me at eye level with him. “Are you okay?”
He twirls his foot in the sand for a few minutes just looking at me. “My daddy told me to give you this.” He holds his hands out with a football in between them.
“ And where is your daddy?” I ask him, taking the football.
I follow the direction he points to with my eyes and laugh at Dave, who ’s sitting there doing an impression of sending a prayer. “Come on. Let’s go say hi to daddy.” I shove my things into my bag and head over to Dave with the little boy in hand. “Shouldn’t you be teaching him not to talk to strangers?”
“ You’re not a stranger; it’s just been so long since you’ve seen him. He wants to play, but I’m knackered,” he says, slipping his sunglasses back on.
“ It was a good show last night. I really enjoyed it; you guys just keep getting more amazing every time I see you.”
Dave ’s the lead singer of Heaven’s Devil’s; he’s had it hardest of them all. He got his girlfriend pregnant when they were just