I’d buried
the day I left this Pad, the day I left Summer.
Now
I’m back, and my girl Summer was back in my arms. I closed my eyes overwhelmed
with emotions and lust for Summer.
She had full delectable lips I wanted to
bite and suck on. “Oh Summer,” I groaned. “I should never have left you. How
could I leave these lips?”
“Go ahead,” Summer said, “Make love to
me. I’ve always wanted you, now I need you. Please.”
“Oh
Summer,” I kissed her again and ran my tongue down her neck to the top of her
tank top. I had to smile. When she was with me, she went to sleep naked with
me, but now…she was back to being the Summer I knew before she got mixed up
with me or Drew. Maybe that was a good thing. It showed she wasn’t with someone
at the moment. It comforted me, knowing she still cared for me.
“I
love you, Nat,” Summer said, her eyes closed as in deep sleep. “I used to dream
about being your girlfriend. I used to believe we were destined to be together.
We are, and since you died, I can’t go on unless I join you…I can’t imagine my
life without you.”
I
stopped kissing her and looked at her face closely. She was breathing, she was
paler than the last time I’ve seen her, and right by the side of the bed on the
side table was a bottle…a bottle of pills.
“Oh
no, Summer,” I cried, grabbing the bottle and shaking it. No more pills were
left. “Why?”
Frantically
I began pumping her chest, which made her cough. A few pills came out of her
mouth. I looked at them and saw multicolored ones of animal shapes. I picked up
one and relief poured all over me. They were gummy bears.
I
laughed. It was so like Summer. My sweet adorable Summer. And I bent down to
check her breathing. It was steady, and her eyes were still closed. I looked at
the bottle next to her and saw it was a bottle of sleeping pills. She didn’t
seem to have taken too much, but whatever amount she did, it knocked her out,
and she was in deep sleep, only acting out her dreams.
Again,
I was relieved she didn’t take those pills to kill herself.
I
didn’t want to take advantage of her in this state so I pulled her tank top
down to cover her up and just laid next to her, holding her gently, letting her
know I was there for her.
I
soon fell asleep, but woke up at the crack of dawn to slip out of the Pad. I
couldn’t leave at first, but stood just watching her sleep. I thought about how
scared I was when I thought she took too many pills.
And
what she said while dreaming. That she would follow me wherever I went…it
terrified me.
“Summer,
I know you’re still sleeping, but please forget about Nat. Please move on with
your life, find someone new…like Drew. Especially Drew. Please give him another
chance…”
I
kissed her on the forehead and left.
Despite
everything, she was still and will always be my perfect lasting Summer.
Chapter 8
Summer
S o he was also in
my Sociology class. What did I expect?
My
eyes swept over to where Drew had entered the stadium-tiered classroom at USC
where we were both entering our second year. He was dressed in a dark navy suit
that hugged his muscles and a black silk shirt opened at the neck. His hair was
combed yet mussed up as though he’d just had sex. I didn’t notice it as much
last night because I was so focused on the tension between us, but in this
light, his hair had grown longer to his shoulders in a way that gave him a
rakish pirate look. The slight blue of his navy suit brought out his blue eyes,
and made him look like he’d just came out of a Jane Austen novel.
He
was gorgeous.
Looking
at him made me want to grab his head to run my fingers through his hair.
I
wasn’t the only one noticing how gorgeous of a male specimen Drew was.
A
flock of pretty girls, as usual, jumped out of their seats to surround him,
touching him, flirting with him, grabbing him.
“You’d
think they thought he was Astor Fairway,” I muttered under my