Words for thought~
Have you ever looked into someone's eyes long enough to see the heartbreaks? Those unforgettable lost loves that haunt even the ones who have gotten over those significant others...even then, when it's all finished and done; forgotten and taken care of. You can still see the lingering hurt, the want and the undeniable lost hope. Everybody has had that kind of love, the one that made you believe that you could have a happy ever after. That one that hurt you first and the most. That one that enabled you from ever trusting wholeheartedly ever again. The one that took you months of crying to try and distinguish from your heart. That one. This is a story of two people who fall into a pure kind of love. Who work through everything that life throws at them to try and be together~
All Too Well
Chapter 1
It was a blissfully cold day, one of those days that just felt so fresh and new, like a blank page with no writing on it, ready to be written on. The temperature had dropped into the low 20s, causing chills to run up Katlyne Andrews back.
And to think she should be use to the cold weather after one year? But no. She rubbed her mittened hands together in attempts to warm them, but to no avail.
She heard the well packed snow crunch beneath her feet as she walked up the hill to her job at the Ski Resort in Northern California.
And the cold still bit right through her.
Maybe it was the sense that she would have to face Kent. She thought about their relationship that had lasted for a few months and then that one day it was suddenly over... She shook her head trying to concentrate on the task ahead. No way was she going to let him ruin her first day of work.
She saw the double doors flip open wildly as employees walked in and out. The idea of seeing Kent so soon left a sour taste in her mouth and she held her breath, hoping to prolong their inevitable meeting together longer.
She saw her boss quickly walking up the steps to the double doors of the cafeteria, glancing over her shoulder to smile at me.
"Hi, how have you been Katlyne? Heard you had a boyfriend over the summer." There it was, or more fittingly there she was. Anita Danes. My boss. My really nosey boss. I smiled, despite her, despite Kent, despite everything, and decided to just have a good day. Letting out a pent up breath in a loud gush of air, filling my lungs with ice cold air. I resisted the urge to cough as I answered her back.
"Hi... and yeah last summer.. had- a boyfriend yeah...ah-" I somewhat yelled back, sounding quite unenthusiastic. Who could blame me though? I was feeling pretty anti social all because of one guy I regretted ever associating with for the first time in months and I could already feel the anger and pain boil in me.
I walked up the stairs, through the double doors and into the old and familiar kitchen, taking my jacket off just like every other time I worked her and hung it on the nail closest to the door. I gently put my apron over my head and took the tie behind my back, tying them as I walked to my baking area. Stopping by the window that usually gave me a clear view of the customers arriving, but was covered with wind blow ice and snow, leaving only a quarter of it see through-able. Although it wasn't high enough to block out the all too familiar sandy haired blond walking up the hill, with that familiar gate to his walk. Seemed like I mesmerized everything about him during our relationship... everything. Good and bad. And unfortunately, there happened to always be more bad than good with Kent.
"Good morning Katlyne! Good to have you back!" Mark shouted on his way to the back of the kitchen.
"Good morning Mark! Good to be back!" I smiled widely. Although the thought of facing Kent for three months was getting less and less appealing by the minute. I loved baking and if ignoring him would help, then I was determined to do just that if need be.
Soon the rest of the employees filed in, greeting me just as I greeted them. It was good seeing them again, since it had been a year. We all exchanged what happened during our summers. Job's, party's, vacations. You name it, we talked about it.
There was a need in the air to hurry, knowing that today was a Saturday and having experience, I knew it would be busy at the resort. So I prepared and started batches upon batches of cakes, rolls, pastries and cookies. Endlessly keeping my hands and mind going on anything else besides the "trivial" matters as Kent had so delicately put it, about him and I. His leaving me still left a gaping hole in the area that was my heart... and technically still is, just didn't feel like it. He played me and played me good ... every sweet smile felt so real... so promising, only to have the walls of hope completely crumble around me. Suffocating the very life from my being... crushing me with his lies.
Ahh...this was the time of the day I liked the best at work. Being able to completely lose myself in my work before the big rush of the day. The time I could think.
I heard a shuffling of feet just in front of me as I lifted my head to see who was there. All train of thought ended as the the image of Kent materialized in front of me.
Our eyes connected. Those icy blue eyes use to steal the very breath from me, now all they served as was a reminder. A reminder that I wasn't good enough. Not for him. He looked at me for what felt like a eternity, yet was merely seconds. His eyes did a slow run down the length of me and then back to reach my eyes again.
My heart started to feel that all too familiar heaviness... and somewhat scarred feeling. Memories flashed through my mind, all the time we spent together... everything. From our first words to each other to our first date, our first kiss to our last kiss and everything in between.
I could feel my heart start to crumble once again, as the stinging behind my eyes begged to be unleashed.
The hint of a smile cast across his face, relaxing the tense muscles of his jaw. I looked away, not able to look into the eyes that so flawlessly ruined my being.
I should try... I should try to make amends between us. But I couldn't... it was way too soon to try and heal those once again open wounds.
"You look good." He said in a low, almost seductive voice. I almost laughed. That voice use to turn my legs to jelly and trip up my heart till it beated uncontrollably faster. Yet his words still hurt.
"I-I don't care to make small chat with you, Kent I-" He cut me off before I could finish. His eyes intently looking into mine.
"Either do I... Katie. But we will be working together... and not speaking with each other would be- awkward, not to mention impolite?" He questioned, raising a blonde eye brow higher.
I wonder what category cheating falls under? I held my tongue from spouting off a million reasons why I shouldn't and wouldn't talk to him. Let it go Katlyne... it was over months ago...be the bigger person here. Now was not the time or the place to let all my anger out on him.
I ignored his question and simply dropped my head, trying to not look in his eyes.
"I should get back to work." I said looking up only to see I was talking to air. Whatever...
"What happened between you guys?" A familiar voice asked. James.
"Its along story, one that I'm sure wouldn't interest you." I cringed at how harsh that rolled off my lips.
James just put both his hands up in the air and stepped back.
"Don't have to get so offensive, just wondering ...Maybe I'll finally get my chance to date you?" He asked with a wink, knowing that we would never date because he was more like a brother to me and I was more like a sister to him. I knew he was joking, anything more than friendship between us would just be wrong. James was just like an older brother... always looking out for me.
"I'm sorry James, it's just it's the first day of work and I guess I'm just a little out of it yet." I gave him an apologetic smile.
"I understand. But anytime you feel like taking me up on that offer, I'll take you out to dinner. But seriously, we should catch up, I mean what has it been? A year? Gotta tell you all the crazy stuff I did in college I am sure you are dying to know."
He smiled.
I smiled. "I am sure I want to hear about all the girl's hearts you broke, that sounds wonderful." I said sarcastically.
"Don't be jealous now." He grinnedwhile laughing as he walked away. I just laughed and continued rolling out my pie crust for my apple meringue pie.
Over all, everyone who worked here got along, we always had the new people who quit after a week, but we also had the employees who worked here for years. Mark was a great cook, he knew how to manage the employees well and was funny (in my oppinion just about the best quality in a boss.) Dan was tall and quite slim. And seemed quite stand offish, which didn't bother me, because I never liked talking much anyway. He was our new dishwasher and buss boy/guy. Candy was tall and had dark brown hair and eyes, she served on the line (which was how we served people food.) Amy was short and plump, always had her way, but she had a good heart underneath all that bossiness. She was in a way the second boss under Mark. She was the second cheif. And there's Cindy, she was average height, with auburn hair. She worked with me as the two bakers. Even though she was 25, she somehow felt younger then me (17.) She was like one of those girls who never seemed to have left their highschool days behind them. Constantly talking about the "hot guy" they had seen glance at them. Yeah.
"Oh my gosh, Katelyne it has been ages!" Cindy squealed, loudly I might add to my ears dismay. Latched onto me in a awkward hug, but pulled away quickly, thankfully.
"You look so... beautiful!" Another squeal. Ok lets be frank here, I do not look beautiful. Period. I had been up all night last night, I knew perfectly well I looked like a drug addict. My eyes were puffy from crying over him and a bit red. The dark circles under my eyes were uncoverable with concealer. So anyway, I looked awful. Nice try Cindy.
"How have you been Cindy?" I said trying to sound civil.
"I have absolutley wonderful, like I saw this god-like creature when I came in this morning. He is working over at the bar, but I can't be sure!" Giggle. I grimanced. I wasn't sure what she meant by "creature" but pretty sure the "creature" was a man.
"So how is Bentley?" I asked about her boyfriend. More giggles.... ugh.
"You mean Luke? I broke things off with Bentley three weeks ago... I mean what a player. He wasn't worth me Katelyne, you know what I mean girl?" She sighed like the subject was a heavy burden she was glad to be rid of.
"Oh yeah girl, I totally feel you. You need someone special, someone who understands you, who you are. Just you." I smiled softly. Don't we all want that...
"Yeah girl, that's exactly it. And he was so possessive over me. I like started to despise like every inch of that beautiful body..." Dramatic sigh. I rolled my eyes, but I understood her pain.
"Anyway, he has got nothing on that hunk of muscle working over at the bar. I swear, that man is too perfect to be huma-" I cut her off as I slammed the oven door shut a little too forcibly.
"You know Cindy, I would love to hear about this god-like creature-hunk of muscle whatever more, but it looks like Dan left a few dishes out there in the dining room. I better go get them." I rushed past her and out of the baking area into the dining/cafeteria area. Not like there was that much trays and such to bring to get washed, but I couldn't take Cindy's constant talk about different guys. Made me physically sick. I picked up like three trays, that people used to put their food on when the went through the line. And also picked up five beer pitchers, Dan must not have known that we take them to the bar tenders to wash.
Juggling the trays, beer pitchers and a few glasses from the bar also, I made my way back to the kitchen. Catching awkward glances from the people scattered around the cafeteria because I almost dropped the load of stuff, twice. I just plastered a fake smile on my face and walked as gracefully as I could, straight to the kitchen. I bet if i was Cindy, I could strut while carrying all this stuff. The image made me laugh. I passed through the swinging kitchen door and walked towards the big sinks. Slipping the the trays into the sudsy water and heading on my way back out the door, when I caught Dan entering the kitchen from the other entrance from my peripheral vision, I back tracked awkwardly and my foot hit a patch of grease on the worn out tread of my shoes and causing me to lose my balance, I yelped but didn't crash to the floor with the pitchers and glasses, thankfully catching my other foot on some dry floor.
Trying to get a barring on myself while hearing a Dan say "Are you ok?" With a bit of a catching amusement in his tone.
Wanted to strangle somebody, particularly the one who thought it was funny that I nearly fell on my butt...
I looked up at his blue gray eyes, and saw the inintersted look on his stoic face.
"Yeah" I said, through grinding my teeth together. Wanting to tell him that he should keep the floor clean so people wouldn't fall. I watched as he slowly started washing the trays I had put in the sink.
"You should really watch out where you are going." He said. Snap. I glared at his back.
"Or maybe you should make sure there isn't slime on the floor, oh and by the way these. " I said indicating to the pitchers and glasses I was holding "Go to the bar, fyi." I walked out of the kitchen. To the bar anger cursing through me. He didn't have any right to barret me about watching where I was going, when he should make sure the floor is clean. Is everybody or everything out to get me today?
I pushed through the little swinging half door at the bar, noticing it was really crowded today, yet there was only one bar tender. He looked pretty busy, he had his back to me while he filled a pitcher with beer. He had dark brown hair, kind of curly at the edges, tan skin from long exposure in the sun. He was wearing a long sleeved checkered blue shirt, rolled up at his elbows, with slightly washed out pair of blue jeans and a half black apron. I wonder if this was the god-like creature-hunk of mucsle that Cindy was talking about? He certainly looked muscular, like he worked out exstensively, but not like crazy muscle, because he also looked lean. He was just about done pouring the beer pitcher as I walked up behind him, ready to let him know that I had brought him some dishes. Suddenly the crowd around the bar broke out in cheers staring at the TV screen, my attention was taken off of him for a second as I stared at the TV screen when bang! I bumped into the god-like creature, causing him to drop the pitcher of beer on the floor, which I mistakenly stepped in while trying to regain my balance. My worn out tread slid easily on the wet surface and I fell backwards on the floor, causing the pitchers and glasses to clatter all around me while I fell like with a loud thump. I saw stars for a minute, and then all the sound of the crowd I heard again.
"Is she alright?"
"Wow that looked painful."
"Can I get some more beer now please?"
"Maybe she got a concussion." People were all talking at the same time and it was making my head spin. I put my hand on my forehead and looked up as a low voice said calmely "Let me see if she is alright and I'll get your beer." I looked up at the owner of the voice and into brown flaxen eyes. They were beautiful. They weren't brown, or hazel, but almost gold. They were like chocolate swimming in pure gold.
"Are you alright there?" The voice said. I blinked several times. But still saw the same beautiful eyes gazing at me.
"Miss are you ok?" The voice said more warily.
"I think she bonked her head." A different voice said.
"I-I slipped." I murmered slowly. Then rolled my eyes at my obvious statement.
"You sure did, got me all full of beer while you were at it too." He said pointing at his soaked half apron. I gulped.
"Oh I am so sorry! I didn't mean to-"
"Look, I have got a ton of people that are thursty for beer right now, I don't care if you meant to or not, wouldn't be the first time. Just help me clean up this mess, and you can go." He said stretching out his hand for me to grab. Wouldn't be the first time? Doesn't care if I meant it or not? Why the audacity of this god-like creature! He thinks I am one of those pathetic girls who would probably try to get his attention by dumping beer on him, well he has got another thing coming.
I ignored his outstretched hand, and grabbed the counter top for leverage to help me up. I looked at him and straightened up my shoulders. I saw the faintest of smiles touch his lips.
He pulled back his arm."Suit yourself miss. There is a broom and dust pan in the corner, it will probably help with picking up these broken pieces of glass." He turned and started filling up another pitcher with beer.
I shrugged, grabbed a paper towel and started picking up the glass without the broom and dust pan. Ha, I don't need that broom and dust pan for helping me pick up pieces of glass.
"You'll cut yourself on those pi
"What are you doing back here? Cindy is wondering where you are" he smirked, knowing I didn't like her and frankly couldn't stand working with her.
"We had a rush and she needed your help... cant do that 'dissapearing' stuff it'll get you into trouble, worse yet it could you fired. Now get your butt out here!" Mark yelled.
I tried to think of something smart and quick to say in return but he was gone before I could say it. Leaving me alone with Jake in the kitchen. I mumbled to myself...
I suddenly forgot what I had come back there to do.
I was looking at the door before my gaze caught the movement of Jake
I stared at his dark hair wanting to touch it for some reason. My gaze slowly moved down his neck, to his wide shoulders, strong with muscle, just as his arms were. My eyes dropped further down his back, noticing the muscle bulging out of his tight... too tight T shirt.
Before I knew what had happened, he had turned around and facing me.
The hottest blush ever crept up from my neck, covering my face.
He said something that I didn't even understood somehow in a daze looking at him.
"What?" I answered dumbly. Blinking multiple times trying to clear my mind.
I saw a smirk move from one corner of his mouth to the other side, before he repeated the question.
"How's it going in the bake shop?" He looked a bit confused and wonderous.
I couldn't help stuttering as his eyes met mine. "It's going good, I have to get back though." I managed to get out of that tiny kitchen before I did something else stupid.
Walking back to finish up in my baking area for the day. I couldn't help but think about how stupidly I watched him for so long and that he saw me... made it that much worse.
~~~~~~~~~~ Jake's POV~~~~~~~~~~~
I saw her out of the corner of my eyes slide some trays into my water.
As she turned to walk away,I forgot to mention to her that the floor was really wet and Mark had just fell on it.
As I turned up to tell her, just as she started to slide. I quickly went to her side and grabbed both of her thin arms, pulling her back up to stable her.
How I got there so fast I'll never know, but in a instant I was standing next to her and her face was turning red.
"Are you ok?" The words slid from my mouth, with a bit of mirth.
She looked up, almost looked like she wanted to punch me. Then she looked completely stunned for a moment and shyly looked up into my eyes and answered "Yeah" then turned and walked out the door.
I stood there for awhile, thinking about those emerald green eyes looking up into mine. I shook my head, but couldn't get rid of the image.
I groaned...rubbing my temples gently.
Before the incident happened, I was thinking to myself how stupid I was to start working at this place. Doing dishes... This really sucked. Until that just happened, brightened my day considerably.
Bringing me back down to earth, when Mark came charging through the same door that the green eyed girl did and again I forgot to tell him that the floor was very slick, and like before it was too late. Mark hit the floor with aloud thud. I quickly walked over to him and asked if he was alright he just grumbled at me as I helped him up off the floor. Estimating by how hard it was to help him off his feet, it would have been futile trying to catch him before he hit the floor. Not that I was a little man, because I wasn't and it wasn't like I wasn't strong enough either, because I was very strong as well. But Mark was big and looked to weigh twice as much as me...
"Oh that flippin' floor! You could have told me it was all wet you know!" Mark said pointedly, grabbing a couple garbage bags.
"Sorry Mark, I should've told you, I just wasn't thinking." I admitted.
"Well yeah!" He glared. Then stormed out of the kitchen.
"Jer-k." I muttered under my breath.
When a swift movement from my side caught my attention as a feminine figure walked into the kitchen.
Surprisingly it was the girl with the green eyes, man I seriously need to ask her what her name is. She didn't have any trays with her. I looked back down at the dishes when I saw Mark stick his head through the door and yell something at her.
"What are you doing back her? Cindy is wondering where you are..." I tuned out his loud after the second paragraph. When he was done I heard her muttering something to herself about men, leaving me chuckling to myself over Marks sour mood. He was obviously still mad over falling, not that I blamed him though. And not like he didn't deserve it either.
The silence pulled me from my thoughts as I wondered if she left the room. I heard the light sound of her breathing behind me. So I spun around and saw her standing there then she looked away.
" better now?" Kicking myself for saying that. But she looked up.
"What?" Good she didn't hear that. I said quickly "how's it going in the bake shop?"
She looked surprised and I suddenly thought she heard what I said before and wanted a better explanation. So as I started to say something I heard " good, I have to get back though" and she was gone.
Chapter: 2
Katlyne's POV
I tried to avoid Jake for the rest of the day. I didn't know why. Just didn't want to look into those beautiful eyes.
He is pretty cute... Hmm I wonder if he has a girlfriend...
Stunned at my day dreaming over a guy I hadn't even met yet
I ordered my self, Katlyne: stop thinking irrational things.
I clocked out successfully without seeing him. Said "bye" to the rest of them then walked down to my car. I got in more then happy to leave and go home.
I put the keys into the ignition turning the key. Then turning the key again. Shot... I mumbled. Looking at the on/off button for the head lights and it was on. The battery was drained.
Oh man... perfect, just perfect.
So I thought maybe go get Mark and ask him if he could take me home. Then remembering he left an half an hour earlier then the rest of us.
Shot... Then I saw a guy walking down with his car keys in hand, to the car next to me.
Jake.
He was the last employee out and I didn't see any other vehicles in the parking lot. I groaned, definitely not looking forward to what I had to do.
I got out and he surprisingly looked at me as I walked towards him.
"Hey" I said awkwardly.
"Hey what's up?" He said with a smile making my heart flip-flop... odd as it may seem.
"I..." Looking down at the ground trying to figure out how to ask him if he could drive me to my place.
Jakes POV~
She looked so shy and sweet and I could tell she was nervous, for some reason. Then she said in a half serious voice
"My car broke down and I was wondering if I could hitch a ride with you? Maybe?"
She looked like it took a lot to ask me that. It immediately reminded me how my parents had taught me to be a gentlemen and everything...I just never thought it would be this easy.
"Yeah sure, I wouldn't wanna leave you out her in the cold." I took a quick glance at her slim frame...wow definitely never thought it would be this easy.
"Are you sure it's not too much trouble? I mean I could-" I cut her off mid-sentance.
"Nope, no problem at all, besides we should get to know eachother... being coworkers and everything." I held myself back from winking.
She gave me a quizzical look.
I held the truck door open for her, then remembering how I leave trash in the passenger side sometimes... I groaned to myself hoping she didn't care that much.
Once Inside I turned down the radio as I heard Nickelback blasting away "Animals." She quickly turned towards the window, and coughed a bit and I could see a light pink blush coat her face.
"Where are we going, Katlyne is it?" I said smiling at how pretty and well it fit her.
"I'll give directions and yes it is Katlyne Andrews" she said blushing.
"Ok, I'm Jake Wilmington and...I'd shake your hand if I wasn't driving."
She smiled. "Well nice to meet you, Jake and I'd accept your hand shake if you weren't driving." We both laughed.
" So what kind of music do you like Katlyne?" I inquired.
She looked up "Country, mostly, now and then I like listening to Pop though." I smiled.
I turned the channel to the country station. Trying to listen to her while she gave me directions to her house, finding out she lived pretty close to me.
"So Katlyne how old are you?" I asked.
"Seventeen two months ago, how old are you?" She asked me.
"Twenty one, going to college and working my way through."
"That's cool, I'll be working my way through college too, plus I'm working right now for college, trying to get a head start."
"Yeah, it's been pretty tough sometimes, always telling myself its worth it though." I said smiling. She looked at me for a second then turned away.
"So Katlyne, how long have you been working at the ski hill?"
"About a year... its the best job I could find and pretty close too." She smiled looking out the window.
"Turn here."
Katlyne's POV
I rolled my eyes as we laughed and talked about our experiences at the Ski lodge, seeing how quickly he observed things.
He suddenly pulled the car to a stop. " we'll ma'am I do believe this is we're we part" he said sarcastically.
I started laughing right away trying to hide the frown on my face, considering how fun this ride had been. " Thanks so much for the ride.." He looked at me smiling.
"My pleasure, but do you mind me asking how you'll get to work tomorrow?"
I thought for awhile. " I could pick you up and help get your car jump- started afterwards?" I nodded my head right away. "Thanks again, Jake." I shut the door and he drove away.
Smiling as I walked down the path to my house. The lights were off and I assumed no one was home.
I was right.
Happy to be alone for the first time today and relax was good.
I heard my parents and two sisters come in the door a few minutes later...
Marty, was older then me and so was Arial. Both my parents smiled at me and asked how my day went.
"Good, it was pretty busy like I expected, but otherwise good." I smiled to myself remembering the ride back home with Jake.
My parents looked at me somehow reading my expression. What they read I don't know, just looked at me knowingly.
They both grinned and remarked "that's good." As they walked away.
Feeling a bit uneasy now, I could feel everyone's gaze on me. Before Marty broke the silence.
"We just back from town, and got a bunch of stuff for when Grandma comes over." Oh yeah, Granns would be coming over tomorrow night. And she loved cooking with us.
While they were telling me about everything they had gotten, I couldn't keep my mind off Jake.
They'd ask me every now and then about something and I would just reply "Yeah, that's sounds good."
Before I knew it, my alarm clock was banging in my ears, telling to get up.
I pushed in the button then got up.
Still drowsy from just getting up, I put on my cloths and went downstairs to eat a quick breakfast.
Both my parents had already left to their jobs that they have had since they got married twenty five years ago. Me proud happy to say that David and Trish Andrews were happily married that long.
Looking at myself in the mirror as I brushed my teeth, and thinking that I hadn't even had a boyfriend yet... Kent and I went out once and that was it. Both my sisters had at least two boyfriends already, and Arial was engaged and planning to get married in the summer.
I put my makeup on then walked back down the stairs then past Marty's bedroom, which she obviously wasn't up yet and out the door up
the steps to the parking lot. I looked by the garage and remembered that my parents hadn't said anything about my car not being here. Hmm... strange.
I heard the sound of a vehicle pulling up behind. I had barely enough time to recognize the sound before my heart skipped a beat. I turned around and there Jake was ready to take me to work.
He got out and walked around to the passenger side and opened the door.
Chapter: 3
"Good morning." He said smiling. "Good morning ." I smiled back.
"How are you today, Katlyne?" I smiled at his question. "I'm good, how are you Jake?"
"Good as well, hoping today isn't as busy as it was yesterday." I looked at his face and he looked exhausted.
"Yeah me too." I said hopefully.
The rest of the trip we didn't really say anything... And was pretty quiet.
When we got up in the Kitchen, Mark gave us a quick look. Probably saying something like: "why are you guys together?" "Why are you late?" He didn't utter the words, but after working with him for a year, I could tell what he was thinking. Glad he didn't say them, would've been embarrassing.
The day went by smoothly, and by three thirty, I was cleaning my baking area and getting ready to go home.
Cindy hadn't needed to work because it was Sunday (not as busy as Saturday ) I missed going to church on Sundays, always loved attending church. But I had to just read the Bible at night to make up for it.
I talked to Anita about my working schedule for the up coming week.
Three days. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday.
As we talked awhile, I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. Tried to make out who was standing about six feet away. Then I heard Anita call out Jake's name.
He came over. "You will also be working Wednesday, Thursday and Friday." She said smiling. "Ok, I guess I'll see you on Wednesday then?" He said rather a bit of annoyance in his tone. "Yes, see you then." She said.
He turned and was walking towards the door, was he leaving? Hopefully he didn't forget he was going to jump-start my car yet.
I started to panic. What if he forgot? I suddenly turned to Anita, who had been saying something to me all this time and I hadn't been paying attention.
"Well, I better get going too, see you on Wednesday." I said coarsely. She looked a bit taken a back. " yes see you then."
Trying not to look like I was running after Jake, I slammed the door behind me and ran down the steps heading to the parking lot. The snow crunched loudly beneath my feet.
I looked up to see if I could see Jake, but he wasn't in sight.
Then I heard a voice behind me.
"Hey something wrong, Katyne?" His voice only a bitter reminder of how he was. I turned around to see Kent less then a foot away, smiling.
I never did get why he asked to date me. Granted, he was very good looking, tall and blond but I never felt attracted to him that way. He was so popular at his school. I was just a country girl (who was homeschooled).
When he asked my parents one night if we could date, they immediately said yes. Seeing how he was a Christian, they thought it couldn't get any better. I hated how he wore the face of an angel while in their presence. We met through my sisters. Who were much more popular then me.
Our date, went terrible. He couldn't stop talking about his fathers company, how much they expected to make next year in profits, how he would be taking over at twenty. After that he tried to take me out more, but I always made excuses not to go with him.
Now I stood about face to face with him. It was the closest we had ever been. I felt his breath encroaching on my face. I quickly stepped back. I had to get rid if him, if I had any hope of catching up with Jake.
"No, I was just excited to be heading home." I said hoping this would end our conversation. Nope. Not a chance.
"You look worried?" He said, trying to cover up how curious he was.
"Worried? No silly, just walking down to my car." Smiling hoping he wouldn't detect the way I was trying to get rid of him.
"Well how about I walk you down?" He grinned. Before I had a chance to say 'no need', he had my arm in the cruck of his arm. I immediately flinched, wanting to pull my arm out, but didn't. And his hold was quite strong.
Great, I thought to myself. He was rambling on about the usual. His fathers company, stokes ect.
"I noticed your vehicle in the same spot this morning as yesterday morning?" He said very curiously.
" well I tend to park in the same spot." He looked like he wasn't buying it.
As the car was coming into view, so did Jake. He was hooking up some jumper cables from his truck to my car to jump-start my car. A soon as he came into plain view, I could feel how tense Kent had gotten. I only hoped he wasn't jealous for some odd reason.
Jake's POV
It was only like five minutes before he saw Katlyne come into view with her arm in a in the crook of a guys arm.Trying to see who it was, then realizing it was Kent.
Why was she walking next to him?
As soon as they came closer, she pulled her arm out and walked up to me.
"Hey, how's it going with that?" Her face was red from the cold, at least that's why I thought it was red anyway.
"We'll not too well, I think your battery is more then drained." She frowned.
"I'll take you home Katlyne!" Both her and I looked at the way where the voice was coming from. Kent.
I almost wanted to argue, then realized that there was definitely something going on between the two. So I just nodded.
Katlyne's POV
Oh how could he! He wasn't the one trying to get my battery going! ( well not that he even knew about it, but still) Yet now I have to go home with him... Jake put away his jumper cables.
"See you guys later." His said behind what sounded like clenched teeth. I just smiled awkwardly. And Kent nodded his head.
Then he jumped in his truck and ripped out of the parking lot, leaving me with Kent. I slowly looked around to Kent and smiling because its the only gesture I could do that would not physically hurt him.
"I'll go get my car, don't move." He said brushing against my back as he passed by me. I shuddered, he always had to make everything so personal... and disgusting.
Kent went and got his car, and brought it over there in less then a minute. He went around and opened the door for me. I slid in, feeling the cool leather beneath my hands.
I grabbed my phone out of my pocket to call my parents to let them know he would be bringing me home. I let my mom know and like I thought she was fine with it. Oh well, there goes my idea of having an "over-protective" mother who wouldn't want her daughter being around a guy.
"So this is interesting?" He said grinning. I felt his eyes on me and I couldn't wait to get out of this situation, the sooner the better.
"In what way?" I said coolly, glancing in his direction only for a second.
He looked a bit shocked at my reply. "This is the first time we've been alone for along time..." He trailed glancing my way. I tried not to gasp, what was he thinking?
"And I thought since I know we both have been missing eachother, I'd show you a lake that I like to go to sometimes, that I never got to show you in our few weeks of dating." I looked out the window, trying not to think about "our few weeks of dating." And how to get myself out of this situation.
"My moms expecting me home in like ten minutes." I said gruffly.
He looked at me. "Well did you tell her that you'd be home in ten minutes?" No getting out of this one.
"No but she'll be wondering where I'am." I said cautiously.
"Well, you told her you were with me, so she won't be worried and I can text her and tell her where you are." He smiled. I coughed, trying to hide my distain. I wont live to tomorrow.
"You'll like the place where going, it's beautiful. Especially at night." Yeah whatever you say Kent. I had the feeling he wanted this moment to be romantic. That's the last thing that came to my mind. If anything I'll end up smacking him and trying to find my way home... walking.
As we pulled up, I see a little cabin, that was very old like fifty feet away from the lake. And he was right, it was beautiful with the full moon reflection shining on the lake. We pulled to a stop.
Chapter: 4
Hastily he unbuckles his seat belt and jumps out and walking smoothly to open my door and helps me out. I start walking towards the lake, soaking in its beauty. Ahh its so relaxing, I grab each hand on an opposite arm and rub to try and keep warm with only my knit top on.
I hear him walk up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist. Shocked, I slowly moved away from his arms. Feeling him walk behind me.
"Is this your property?" I say breaking the silence.
"It was my grandparents, it's my dads now. That was their cabin." He said pointing over to that little cabin.
Before he can grab me again, I walk over to the cabin and peek inside. Slowly my curiosity of old buildings gets the best of me and I walk in slowly. First thing I see is a wood stove and then a table with nothing on it. I walked around in it and there wasn't much there. I saw a window overlooking the lake and step closer to look out it. Through the dirty window, I see the moon, trees and some mountains rising up in the distance behind and all depicted perfectly on the lake like a mirror. I walked to a picture I see on the wall, it looked to be hand painted and not a very good job, of some poplars in autumn.
Just as I'm about to touch the ruff surface of the canvas, I hear the door close, snapping me back to my surroundings. I look over to see Kent slowly walking towards me.
My heart skipped a beat, not knowing what he was going to do. Not wanting to find out, I pointed at the picture "This is beautiful." Trying to think of a way to get to the door and run out.
But he approached me and was blocking my view of the door.
"My grandmother painted that." He said slowly, it would seen almost sensuously to me months ago.
"Wow, where is it at?" This was getting me nowhere and I knew it. My back was already up against the wall, and I could feel him start to place his hands on my hips.
"I don't know..." He said whispering into my ear, then trailing his face down my neck. I feel his hands slid up from my hips and around my waist.
Run! Run! My head told me but I couldn't move, he was right up against me.
"I think I should be getting ho-me." My breath hitched. He pushed me the remaining inches that were left against the wall.
"No, I don't think so..." He said, spinning me around to face him, grabbing my hands and pinning them up above my head. With little effort, although I was fighting him all the way.
"Let me go Kent!" I shouted loudly.
"No, we're going to stay right here, you and me...maybe all night, that would be fun." He said kissing along my jaw bone.
"We were over along time ago... Kent. You dug your own grave." I shouted in his face.
"Let's make out like we use to..." He said huskily dropping his head down lower and lower to mine. I panicked. Trying to squirm out of his arms but his hold was too tight.
"Let go of me!" I yelled. Tears threatening to spill from my eyes at any moment.
He paid no attention to my pleas, just started playing with one of my curls, twisting it between his fingers. A dark smile touched his lips as he looked into my eye's.
"Remember how we use to be? How sparks flew whenever we were even near eachother? But when we kissed... the power was almost beyond our self control?" He said more as a statement then a question, rubbing his cheek down my neck, stopping at my collar bone.
Then he lifted his gaze back to mine, his burning with lust. Mine with fear.
Just as there seem to be no hope in sight, his phone buzzed. Knowing him, he never missed any texts or phone calls.
He couldn't have been more then an inch away,when his hold loosened and he stepped back to answer it. "Yeah?" He said annoyed.
I heard loud voices in the background but couldn't make out what they were saying. When he turned his back, I shot out of that house and back to the car. I heard him yell something but I didn't turn back.
"Your mom said she wants you back as soon as possible. Your grandma is there or something?" He said as he got back in the car. Thank God for my grandmother. "Yeah, we shouldn't have came here." I said annoyed. He just glanced at me for a second.
As we pulled up to the house, he stopped and turned to me. "I really wanna go on another date with you, I feel we hardly got to know eachother?" He said hesitantly.
I had to hold myself back from screaming no! "I think we know each other well enough." He glared at me.
Why me? Why would he want to date me? I started getting out of the car, when he grabbed me. "Honey are you coming?" My mom shouted to me impatiently. "Be right there." I slid my arm from his reach. "Thank you for the ride home, Kent." I ground out. " my pleasure, Katlyne, see ya." He said in his best sweet voice. I slammed the door. Finally away from him.
When I got in the house, it smelled wonderfully like garlic. A immediately went and hugged my grandma. She visited more since grandpa had passed away about a year ago.
"How are you grandma?" I said.
"Oh, I'm doing alright and yourself?" She said sweetly. "I'm doing good." I smiled trying to hide how I really felt from being with Kent. She smiled.
"Who was that young man you were with? " I suddenly felt all eyes on me. What were they expecting me to say? He was my boyfriend? "Um...just a friend." She smiled. I smiled back and walked back to kitchen from the living room.
In a daze, I almost ran into the stove. Shaking my head trying to clear it, hearing a voice.
"Hey honey, are you ok?" My mom said smiling. "Yeah I'm fine." I said shortly. "What took so long with Kent? He mentioned he was going to show you a lake or something?" She said curiously. "Um yeah, he took me to this lake..." Frowning while I said it. She looked at me, then she walked by carrying a tray of lemonade to the living room. I heard her utter the words: "he's quite handsome."
Blah... Is all I could think. Kent is so self righteous. Almost kissing me at that lake! So dispicable! Considering that we aren't dating anymore.
I was rummaging through the fridge when I heard someone enter the room. Dad.
"Hey, sweety, what happened to the car?" His face hard as he said it. "I don't know. Me and Jake thought it was the battery, but he tried charging it back up today and it didn't do anything."
"Jake?" He asked defensively. Oops, this could get interesting.
"Oh, yeah. He's a new co worker this year..." I said sheepishly. He stared at me then changed his mind about what he was going to say. "Well, grandmas went to bed as well as Arial and Marty. The way it seems, think I'll be heading there now. Goodnight Katlyne." He yowned . "Goodnight dad." I smiled.
The next day grandma left, and we carried on with our lives as usual. Arial and Josh planned for their future together. Marty obsessed over her new boyfriend, which she claimed "is the one." Dad and mom were busy with work like usual. And I was alone. Again like usual. My attempts at dating sucked, not like I really tried though.
Pretty soon Friday rolled around, and I was definitely ready for the weekend. I had got my car fixed and it was rolling again. Thankfully for me, no more midnight walk by the moonlight drives with Kent. At least not if I had anything to do with it.
Things moved alone at work, most of the workers like me, were glad it was almost the weekend. Jake asked me a lot if questions yesterday. Like what kind if music do I like? How many kids in my family? What do I like to do? All seemed to be just a way for passing the time of day.
"See ya!" I called out to my co workers as I was leaving the building. I saw Jake heading over to to his truck next to my car.
I got in my car, and put the key in the ignition. And it didn't even turn over! I thought it was just fixed! I angrily tried starting it again. But no use.
I looked over at Jake, and realized he was having car trouble too. I laughed at the sight of his red face. Although I shouldn't have, considering I was in the same situation.
He looked over at me, then got out of his truck. I got out of my car.
"Are you having car troubles too?" He asked. "Yeah, Iam." I quickly took out my phone and dialed my moms, dads, and both sisters phones but no one picked up.
I looked at the parking lot and all the vehicles were gone. I saw Jake get out his phone and try calling, but he couldn't get a hold of anyone either. We both shrugged at each other .
Then I noticed how cold it had gotten outside. It must have dropped ten degrees and it was cold this morning. I started shivering. There was just a little bit of light left, when the snow started coming down in huge snowflakes. Then I felt an arm grab me and there was Jake standing next to me.
"Hey, how about we try to get inside?" He pointed towards the ski lodge. I nodded and we ran up to the lodge.
Thankfully, after three doors that we tried to get in, one wasn't locked. Down in the basement part of the building. We walked in and some kind of music. Some swaying classical. The owners must have left it on. The only light that was visible, was from the soda machines. I walked over and pulled a chair in front if it and sat down. Jake looked dreamily at me and walked towards me.
Chapter: 5
"What?" I said, still shivering from being outside. "You told me yesterday that when you were little, you wanted to be a dancer when you grew up?" He said, smiling mischievously.
"Yeah, I did?" I smiled back.
"Well then, would you do me the pleasure?" And he stretched out his hand towards me, gesturing that he wanted to dance. When I was hesitant in taking his hand he stepped closer.
"Got to pass the time somehow." He smiled, his eyes dancing with mischief... I couldn't resist.
I took his hand rather cautiously and he slid his hand around my waist gently and we started swaying, not really dancing. Except for some reason, I seemed to have two left feet and kept stumbling.
"I'm sorry, I'm just not into dancing right now." I frowned and I stepped away.
He looked at me curiously. "None sense! Your a wonderful dancer! ...You just need to get warmed up." I lifted my eyebrows and our eyes locked. I couldn't pull my eyes away from his gorgeous eyes.
"What dances do you know?" He said. His voice coming out rather gruffly.
"I know how to waltz, tango, slow dance and etc." I said widely smiling.
"What's etc?" He said gleefully.
"Just etc." I smiled back.
"How about we tango?" He said. I don't know, this would be the first time I ever tangoed with anyone besides my dad. But, guess he's right, good way to pass the time.
"Ok." I said shyly. We started dancing awkwardly, because we were so far apart. But we started moving closer and we started to dance like one. We didn't say much, just I was constantly laughing.
When the music slowed down, it was hard to wind down with it. But we went from a tango, to a slow moving dance. He slowly pulled me closer to him, with his hands around my waist.
I naturally put my hands on his shoulder, until he grabbed them and put them around his neck and placing his hands around my waist again. I was pretty stiff first off, then got more comfortable.
We were just holding each other and pacing back and forth to the music. He was such a good dancer I thought. Pretty soon I was right up against him and I was leaning into him. It was such, such an extremely intimate position.
He gradually leaned his chin on my head and I leaned my head on his chest.
Then before I knew it we weren't even moving at all, just standing there holding each other.I slowly looked up brushing my cheek to his. It never occurred to me until now how close we were.
It felt so good being in his arms. I never wanted to let go of this moment. All the sudden, I realized what I was doing. I was inches away from a complete stranger, in his arms willingly, but it didn't seem wrong.
Not like that night with Kent... This was different. I wanted to be close to Jake, I didn't want to be close to Kent.
As I was thinking about this, I didn't even notice his hand caressing my face. We pulled away and he looked into my eyes, I could almost read his thoughts. He started leaning down towards me and I could feel my heart jump ahead a million miles an hour.
He gently put his lips to mine. The passion, the ecstatic that filled me in that moment made my knees weak but I had his strong shoulders to hang on to. He slid his hands back around my waist and I placed my hands back around his neck. He kissed my neck and face. A slight groan escaped me.
Just as he was about to kiss me again, I realized that I had lost all track of the time. I quickly pulled away and took my phone out of my pocket. Two missed calls and eight texts. He pulled out his phone and immediately texted whoever back.
Just as I was about to do the same, my phone died... I looked over at him. "Um...so my phone died, can I use yours?" He grinned.
Then with one step, he closed the gap between us. I stepped back, only to find the wall and him towering over me. Before I could say anything, he pushed me up against the wall, took my face in his hands and pressed his lips to mine, more passionately and aggressive this time.
I barely had time to breath. The memory of that night, at that cabin with Kent was all to real yet, I started trembling, I pushed up against his chest, trying to push him away, trying to get as far as possible away from Kent...
Jake's POV
I felt her push up against my chest, thinking that that was a good thing, I leaned in closer. Then I realized she was trembling, I immediately pulled back, as she pushed me the rest of the way and walked over to a corner and curled up in it.
I walked slowly over to her and heard her crying. I felt my knees go weak, what have I done? I haven't hurt her, have I? As I approached her, I put my hand on her shoulder. "What's wrong?" I asked, feeling my heart tear to pieces over her crying.
"N-othing..." She barely got out . I wanted to pick her up and hold her in my arms, but realized that I was the reason she was crying. She looked up through her tear soaked face and touched my hand on her shoulder. I almost instantly fell to my knees beside her.
I touched her face to wipe away some of the tears I had caused. She flinched but didn't move away. "I'm sorry." I whispered and I made a mental note not to to kiss her again without her wanting to be kissed, if we ever kissed again that is.
I can't believe I let my emotions fly, I've always held control of them, even when I wanted to let it go, I always held myself in check. Except now and because if it, I made Katlyne cry. I should've only kissed her once, but my heart yearned for more.
Katlyne's POV
Why was he saying sorry? He did nothing. All he did was kiss me, he shouldn't be sorry.
"Don't be...sorry, it's not your fault." I said slowly, trying to pull myself back together. He stared at me blankly. "Then why are you crying?" He said softly.
I looked down, not wanting to tell him about what happened between Kent and I. "No reason, just crying." He looked at me in disbelief, then took me in his arms, hugging me lightly.
"Alright." He said. While in his arms, I remembered how Kent forcingly pushed me up against the wall, grabbed both my arms and started descending on me with some kind of vengeance. Like he thought we were suppose to kiss.
Jake, was nothing but: sweet, soft, kind and full of passion. He didn't grab my arms, he didn't have vengeance like Kent, only something completely different and sweet. Something I have never felt before.
I stopped my thinking about that momentarily. I didn't even think twice when he put his hands around me while dancing, how he gradually moved closer and I was completely enclosed with his arms around me and we stopped and he kissed me.
I didn't feel guilty about it at all, it seemed I wanted it. I felt some kind of passion stir in me. But I can't have these feelings for him, he doesn't feel the same way, I can't let myself fall. I ordered myself.
I looked at my watch, twelve thirty five pm. I couldn't get a hold of my parents or sisters.
"Can I use your phone?" I said looking up into his eyes. He handed me his phone. "thank you." I said, he nodded and I texted Arial. "Hey Arial, I'm stuck at the lodge and my car isn't working.
Then I sent a message to Marty "Marty, I'm having vehicle problems and can't get home."
Then I called both my parents. And my mom answered.
"Hello?" My moms voice said. "Hi mom it's Katlyne, my car broke down at the lodge and I couldn't get home, can you come pick me up?" I heard her gasp. "Honey we're so worried about you, yes I'm on my way." " And Jake?" I said pretty much grinding it out. My parents have always been protective of me when it came to boys.
"Who's Jake?" Her voice went from worried, to concerned. "It's along story...could you text this phone when you get here?" I said, trying to keep my eyelids open. "yes I will, be careful!" She warned. I almost rolled my eyes, "I will mom, don't worry."
And I hung up. I gave the phone back to Jake. I felt cold, so I leaned back into Jake. "My moms going to text when she gets here, and we'll bring you home..."
"Ok." He said.
And I barely got a glimpse of a smile roll across his face before I slipped and fell on my back, and a heavy black thickness invaded my senses...
I woke because of a constant jolting and the sting of something on my face making my face wet. I opened my eyes and felt two strong arms holding me. I looked up and saw Jake glancing at me and pulling me closer to him, I started to shiver. He was carrying me in his arms and bringing me down to the parking lot.
"Hold on tightly" he said loudly. I buried my face in his shirt and slid my arms around his neck, trying to get closer to his warmth. My face was still stinging from the snow that was flying thickly and vertically through the air. It seem to be like twenty degrees below zero and the chill in the air seem to numb my limbs.
I heard a door slam and voices talking. Trying to wake back up, I lifted my head up from the seat where I was laid.
As I grabbed the back of the truck seat, yanking myself up right I felt the heat full blast hit my face. It made my face burn even more then it already was, now that I thought about it, it was burning.
I heard moms voice frantically talking to someone else. Who? I wondered.
Then I heard his voice, Jakes, and the memories came flooding back.
"Yeah, we were walking out of the building and she slipped on some ice, I think she passed out briefly." Jakes voice said.
Who were they talking about? Then as scratching the back of my head, I felt it, a huge bump. Then I remembered walking out the door at the lodge with Jake, slipping on my back. Ouch...I moaned as I tried to soothe it.
"Oh my word." My mom said. "I hope she's ok." Her worried tone sounded like tears were on the way.
I thought might be a good time to chime in.
"Hey guys." I said slowly.
Both my mom and Jake jerked back to look at me. My mom turned the steering wheel half hazardously in two painful jerks ( she never could drive our manual F250 correctly) and my head slammed against the window.
"I'm so sorry, honey. How are you feeling?" She asked apologetically.
"I'm o-ok." I said painfully. My head felt like it was splitting open.
"Oh honey, I don't know what I would have done if Jake wasn't there. He carried you down that hill in the middle of a horrible blizzard!!" She said with a shaky voice.
"And how he found me in the truck I'll never know!" She continued, trying to hold back sobs.
"Well, ma'am, it wasn't too hard the way you were flashing all those lights." He said grinning.
"We're bringing you to the hospital right now, make sure there isn't any damage." She said.
My mouth dropped. I hated going to the hospital. Always had a fear that they would inject me with some kind of mistaken flu virus or something that they had only tested on animals.
I was about to voice my opinions when Jake cut in.
"Your mom told me about how you don't like going to the hospital, but I saw the way you landed on your head and I don't think you have a choice." He said bluntly and my mom nodded her head in agreement.
I moaned and sat back in my seat.
"Everything well be alright, honey. God was watching over you and Jake tonight." She smiled. But the last part of that sentence made Jake flinch uncomfortably.
I watched him trying to read his expression. But like almost always, he's so hard to read!
"A blizzard in the end of march! Almost unheard of!" My mom exclaimed. Jake nodded and I nodded trying to stay in the conversation but I was falling asleep.
"Katlyne? David will be at the hospital when we get there. Ok? Honey?"
"Um... Yeah mom that's good..." I trailed off.
Next thing I knew I was in a white room. Under some blankets and my parents were sitting in a couple chairs, holding hands.
I tried sitting up, and my parents immediately came to my side.
"Hi, sweetheart." My dad said in a tender voice. "Seems you had quite an experience?" He sighed.
"Yeah, it was that." I said looking at their eyes, strained from worry.
"They took some tests and you had a mild concussion and frost bite on your hand and face." She said sadly.
"Oh, is that really bad?"I said.
They looked at each other then back to me. "Well honey, it's not good. But it's better then what we thought." My dad said calmly.
"You thought?" I said trying to read through the lines.
"Well, that young man... What's his name?" "Jake." I finished for my dad. "Yes him, the way he was talking, you'd think you had very traumatic fall."
I could sense my dad didn't like something about Jake.
I looked at both their faces again and suddenly felt a pain of guilt rise in my gut.
"I'm so sorry I worried you so much!" I said looking at both of them, unable to control the amount of tears flowing down my face.
"Oh honey we know you couldn't have helped what happened, we don't blame you." Mom reassured me, as they both leaned down and hugged me tightly.
"We're just glad nothing worse happened." Dad said thankfully.
I held his gaze and started to feel better.
"Well, we're just glad the worst is over." Mom said clutching my hand as she smiled hopefully at me.
I saw a nurse step in quietly and walked over to my parents.
"Excuse me, Mr. And Mrs. Anderson but we have some things we would like to discuss with you and papers to sign." The nurse said, who had brown hair falling down to her shoulders.
My parents nodded and turned back to me. "Your sisters will be here shortly to see you!" Mom said excitingly.
I squealed. "Thanks dad and mom." As I smiled at both of them.
They smiled as they started to walk out the room. Just as my dad was about to walk out the door, he stopped and turned around to face me slowly.
"We'll talk about Jake when we get home young lady." He said. His expression changed like night and day. One minute happy and thankful, the next stern and concerned. I gulped as he turned and walked out if my sight.
I don't know what I will tell him. Hope he doesn't ask about what happened at the lodge last night. Well I could tell him the truth... We danced...well most of the truth anyway.
I looked at the clock on the wall, seven thirty am. I thought I better try and look a little bit better for when my sisters come over. So as I was trying to fix my hair and get a little spiffed up, I heard a knock at the door. I just had time enough to look in the mirror to see my very red face before I looked up.
Not expecting to see him smiling at me.
Jake.
"Can I come in?" He said hesitantly.
I gently nodded, not. Wanting to inflict any kind of pain to my concussed head.
His tall figure slowly walked to my bed and sat down in a chair next to it. And when I say tall, I mean tall. He had to be six foot three pushing six four! And I wasn't short either at five eight and a half.
I looked at him blankly before he broke the silence