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kill him. I don't have the stomach for it. Don't you think I would be a psycho killer who would try to kill you now.”
    “Maybe you're saving me for last,” I said. “You look like you can be a killer.”
    “I know you don't mean what you are saying because you wouldn't be crazy enough to sit here and talk to me. I really like you, I even think I’m falling for you. I just want you to trust me.”
    I sighed, “I do trust you. Well, I can't really trust anyone in this town,” I whispered. “And thanks for taking me out the tub last night. I must have been so tired that I fell asleep.”
    “Um, what?”
    “Ew, please don't say Johnny took me out?”
    “Um, that would be impossible because we went down to the bar to get some drinks. When we came home you were already in bed.”
    I narrowed my eyes. “How long were you at the bar?”
    “Not that long...okay maybe like an hour, but you know how it gets at the bar sometime. The men can start some good conversations.”
    “Hmm...I just have a bad headache. I should go lay down.”
    Christian gave me a hug and a kiss. “I know it's been a tough time. Maybe you should try contacting your mother. You need someone besides me to talk to. She cannot be that busy.”
    I gave him a kiss again. “I just have a lot of stress all of a sudden.”
    “I know you probably don't want to go to school today. I'll go get some food from a fast food place and I'll buy you some tea,” he said as he stroked my hair. “I love you.”
    It was a sickening moment to say such beautiful words. I choked up and I could feel my tears coming like a tidal wave. I put my hands over my face and began to cry. I was not crying because of happiness, but because my first love was now dead.
    And he was watching me—moving on.
     
     

Chapter 6
    Summertime Sadness
     
     
    I packed all the things that reminded me of Tyler and put them in a box. I felt a little dizzy as I lifted the heavy box and dropped it to the floor. I smiled at the first teddy bear he had given me. He won it at a pig race two years ago. He had painted the teddy bear in zebra print because he knew it was my favorite.
    I opened my closet and in shock I picked up Tyler's baseball cap. Tyler never left his things with me, especially an autographed baseball cap that was probably worth a good amount of cash. I held the cap and water fell out of it. I threw the cap to the floor and groaned. “That is sick.”
    Tyler liked to play tricks on me when he was alive. He would sneak into my home and he would have Mama play along with him. She would send me to my room and all of a sudden I would hear some scratching noises or little meows. Then, I would search my closet like an idiot and he would pop out and scream. I hated when he did that, and I got him back a few times. Never as good as he got me, but mine always had better endings.
    “I'm home!” The sound of Derek running throughout my home, made me want to cry—maybe he did not know yet. I wanted to be rude and tell him “this is not your home” but it was already a tough time.
    Derek stood in my doorway, with a dirty white shirt and old ripped jeans. He had a bag of tacos he bought from the corner, when you just enter Riverbed. Under his arm he had a bag full of 'get better' and 'I’m sorry' cards.
    “Derek, I have to tell you something,” I said as I approached him in my evening gown. “It's about Tyler...”
    “I already know, doll. How do you think I got out of jail? I had over twenty people willing to pay for me to get out so I can see my dead son's body. It's a shame pretty boy had to die so ugly,” he said as he ate some tacos. “I know you and him had tough times but I really would appreciate it if you and me could—”
    I rolled my eyes. “You are just like the other men. You should leave now. You're not wanted here.” I sat on the couch, waiting for him to leave. Not only that, but he made my house smell like cheap taco sauce. “And to think Mama wanted you to help