their story began. Like I said, I can only dream of that type
of love.
It felt comforting being outside away from their growing
voices inside the house though. The sky is clear making it hard to get my eyes
off the stars as I walk down the dirt road. I can make out a few different constellations
and even thought I seen a shooting star. I figured it was only my tired mind
playing tricks on me. It’s quiet enough to block out their arguments, which is
exactly what I need. The stillness allows me to clear my mind, to let it all go
blank when I find it hardest to find some form of peace.
I think I spot the little dipper through the trees that loom
over the road. I stand dead in my tracks to see if I actually found the obvious
cluster of stars. I don’t even see it coming as I squint towards the darkness.
It just happens. I don’t know what it is. It happens too quickly to comprehend.
I feel the hard metal slamming into my body. It’s quick and unannounced, but
there is a feeling in the air before the initial impact. Something shifts and
twists noticeably running a chill down my spine before I feel the impact
against my oblivious unprepared body.
I hit the dirt road harder than I can dream up. My body
feels as if a bolder has been dropped on to it. Getting air into my lungs seems
impossible while my bones crack and snap from the pressure. Before I know it my
world goes black from the excruciating pain. There is a silence in the world
for however long I’m out. It’s a strange feeling. When I finally come back to
consciousness all I see is the massive silhouette of someone kneeling beside
me. I know that everything is going to be okay somehow.
Chapter Six
-Graham-
“You’re next on the beer pong table,” Craig shouts across
the room getting my attention. Amanda is in the middle of boring me to death
with another one of her stories about how she couldn’t find her favorite shade
of blush at Sephora because it’s been discontinued. Her cackle of friends
surrounds us like vultures giving condolences on her loss. I fucking hate my
life.
Craig is pawning all over Lauren, Amanda’s best friend. As
always she isn’t having anything to do with him. I’m not surprised. She is one
of the few girls who haven’t fallen for his bullshit. She fell for mine
freshman year and a few times after, but she’s smart enough to know that Craig
is a bad idea. Lauren hung out with our friend’s occasionally. She was a snobby
bitch at the end of the day like the majority of the girls in this town.
“Want to play a little game?” Amanda grins at me from above
the rim of her red cup as she finishes off her drink in one gulp. The music is
blasting through the house and she is moving her hips perfectly in sync with
the beat drawing all the attention to her tight stomach that is exposed. She
knows she’s sexy and she uses it to her advantage. Girls like her always do.
“You looking for a challenge, sweetheart?” I wink knowing
that it is all I need to do to get her to do whatever I want her to do. She’s
easy, putty in my hands.
“Graham, you aren’t a challenge, but I’d love to raise the
stakes on this friendly game.”
“Nothing about you is friendly, Amanda. We all know that.
Now, what do you have in mind?”
Amanda let out a playful laugh. “It’s easy. How about if I
miss a shot then I’ll take off a piece of clothing and same goes for you? It’s
a win-win either way you look at it from where I’m standing.” She playfully
bites down on her lip. I think she forgets that we don’t need to play the
flirtatious games anymore. We both know what is and isn’t happening between us
tonight.
I got up from leaning against the counter and stood directly
in front of her putting my chest directly against hers. I stood a good foot
above her making her seem small as hell compared to me. “Looks like you’ll be
naked in no time. It’s going to make this whole thing a hell of a lot easier