The Summer. Our Summer

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Chapter 17 (v.1) - Just The Way You Are

Submitted: November 06, 2010

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Submitted: November 06, 2010

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Chapter Seventeen

“Hey Avery,” Giovanna grinned when I opened the door to my room.

“Hey,” I told her, getting free of my Converse.

“I saw you and Mr. Hottie kissing,” she winked.

I blushed. “Um, really, did you?”

She laughed. “Oh I so did! He’s so freaking hot, cous.”

I pressed my lips together. “Um, thank?”

She laughed. “You can be too shy Avery, let loose a little bit girl. That boy of yours, é caldo.”

I cocked my head at her. “Um, thanks?”

She smirked. “You’re welcome. Hey don’t you have something pretty and hot I can borrow?”

“I dunno, define hot,” I told her, because if she was talking of mini-skirts and cleavage showing blouses, no I did not have hot clothes.

“Some nice dress that shows my killer legs?” she winked.

“I do have one,” I began. Oh wait I didn’t anymore since it had an ugly beer stain on it. “Well do you mind wearing it with a nasty stain on it?”

Her perfectly done eyebrows shot up. “Stain? What kind of stain?”

“Beer?”

She fell flat on her stomach laughing. “You Avery Watson image of right and sober and maturity were drinking? Illegally?” she managed to get out between laughs.

“Someone threw their beer at me Giovanna,” I told her impatiently.

She sat up now. “Someone? That someone happens to be a she?”

I nodded. “A nasty she, by the way.”

“And you threw something right back at her, right?” she asked me getting back in my bed.

I shook my head. “No I didn’t.”

She scoffed. “Cardinal rule for bitches Avery, you have to be a bitch right back at them or else you’ve got a life sentence. I have experience enough.”

I sighed. If she just knew Becca and how really frail and insecure I became around her. If just I could be a bitch right back.

*

I turned a page reading over the chapter’s title when I heard the little bell in our door ring and looked up to find the guy, the guy with the messy story with Carol. What had been his name? Mark, that’ it.

“Um, can I help you sir?” I asked him.

“I’m looking for Carol, do you know where she might be?” he asked me, a total look of need in his green eyes.

Whatever happened between them was serious. “No, I don’t know. But I can tell her you passed by.”

He nodded. “You see, I really need to talk with her, really bad. Can you give me a number or something?”

I shook my head. “I can’t, because I know she didn’t want to talk with you and I would give it to you because there’s nothing I love more than a happy ending, but Carol would be uber mad at me and well she’s my boss.”

He nodded, sadly. Shoulders down, head defeated. “Thanks anyway. Just tell her I passed by and to call me,” he told me handing over a card. So public relationships. There was just something about the card and Mark that gave an aura of power.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what are you doing back in town Mark? “ I asked him.

“Business. I grew up here went to high school here and now I’m back for business, hadn’t been here in nine years. That’s all,” he told me sadly, like he regretted it. “Tell Carol to call me, any hour.”

I nodded. “Okay, I’ll tell her and I really do hope you can fix whatever you did to her Mark.”

He nodded and left the store, leaving me to wonder about the worst that could have happened between them. He hadn’t been here for nine years, meaning he probably was here the last time and twenty one or twenty two. And he and Carol had been something, but something broke them apart. She was heartbroken, but what had happened?

I stared at Mark’s card.

“Hey Avery,” Carol chirped happily.

My head snapped up to look at her. “Mark passed by,” I told her,

She sighed, running a hand through her hair. “What did he want?”

“He told me to give you this,” I told her handing over the car. “And that you called him, any time was good for him. Carol, what happened between you?”

She closed her eyes. “He broke my heart and left after he did so Avery.”

I nodded. “Do you want to tell me about it or should I stop bugging you?” I asked her.

She opened her eyes slowly. “I think I want to talk about it. Where’s Logan?”

“Back there attending a customer I think. We could go out for coffee,” I suggested.

She nodded. “Please.”

I nodded. “Guys, we’re going out,” I called out to Luke and Logan.

“Okay,” I heard Luke call back. “Have fun.”

I sensed fun wasn’t to be present in this particular conversation.

*

I took a sip of my Frappuccino as I waited for Carol to start.

“So do you want to start with how you fell in love?” I asked her softly.

She sighed and nodded. “It all started a summer. I’ve known him forever, we’d gone to high school together even shared English class and I’d always thought he was kind of good looking, but I’ve never even dared to talk with him. I was eighteen; about to leave for college and well we happened to work in the same place, saving up some money for college. And I first started to talk with him like that, over our nights together I began to like him and like him, but I thought that if something did happen it would be a summer fling or something like that; after all we were both leaving. He was going to Michigan and I was going to Texas, so it never made any sense to keep that alive. Only we did, we managed,” she stopped taking a sip of her coffee.

I bit my lip, this sounded tragic already. Poor Carol, I still wondered how he broke her heart.

“We saw each other during Thanksgiving, Christmas and summer. Every year and the rest of the year our relationship survived over by the phone, some e-mails at their earliest and most primitive stage and well we loved each other, that was enough for us for four long years,” she swallowed and I saw her eyes get glassy.

“Four years is a lot of time,” I told her.

She let out a shaky laugh. “Tell me about it Avery. Well, we came back and he didn’t doubt it one second. By the time we had two months back in town he asked me to marry him,” she said, her voice shaking. “I accepted without a doubt, I loved him Avery. I loved him so much, I could see me having his green eyed babies and it was all perfect, I couldn’t have asked for more at that time, but something always happens,” she stopped to wipe away some tears that had slipped.

I squeezed her hand reassuringly. “It’s okay, you don’t have to go on if you don’t want to.”

She nodded, sniffling. “I do want to. I started wedding preparations and I was glowing, escatic and so was he. He loved me, or so he claimed. Then I,” her voice trembled, but she carried on, “I, well I caught him cheating on me, with who is not relevant I don’t think I even knew her at the time. They were in our bed Ave. And I flipped and called off everything and you see I’d been extra happy that day because I was pregnant,” she cried.

I swallowed and squeezed her hand again. What a douche.

“I, I well I wandered off to my best friend’s house and sobbed all night. All I could think was how much I wanted asshole Mark to die. To be run over by a truck or something. He called, annoying insistent calls that lasted forever. I never answered, Leah did. She passed along brief messages that Mark said he was sorry and that he had been drunk after a night out with his friends, he didn’t mean to, etc.,” she sniffled and took a napkin to blow her nose. “I was going to have his baby and he didn’t even know and I was going through with it, I mean there was a reason why I was carrying it, but then he appeared at Leah’s house and we had a huge blow up. I was under such a stress and well… I was messed up and he showing up only added to it that as soon as he left I started bleeding and well, I lost the baby. He never knew there was a baby and every time I see him all I can think of is the last image I have of him, screaming and slamming a door and then that baby,” she let out a little sob.

By now I was pretty sure tears were slipping down my cheeks as well. “Carol,” I whispered.

She sniffled and let out a little sob, just a small heartbroken sob.

“He is a douche, an asshole at it, but I think he at least deserves to know you were carrying his baby. And then you kick him hard in his manhood on your way out,” I told her.

She half-laughed at the last part. “I can’t tell him Avery. The past is in the past and I want it to rest there. After our fight I knew he was leaving for a job opportunity, which is why he was out celebrating with his friends and I didn’t heard of him until the other day. It had been nine years Avery, nine fucking years and he comes in strolling so casually and asks me out. Tell me with what fucking right?”

“He had no right, you’re right. But still I think he should know Carol,” I told her decidedly.

She closed her eyes and let out one last shaky sob.

I really wanted to make that Mark dude some damage. What a fucking asshole. And I never swore.

*

We got back to the bookstore to find Logan behind the counter reading the book I’ve been reading and frowning at it.

“Hey, how did it go?” he asked.

“Um, fine,” I told him as I looked at Carol over my shoulder. Her eyes were all red and blotchy and well she looked torn up.

“Oh by the way there was this Mark dude that came to look for you, claiming it was of maximum importance of you to contact him and that if you didn’t he’ll be coming here,” he informed and took a close look at Carol. “Good Lord Carol, what happened?” he asked her, that concerned frown coming into his face.

“Rough day,” she smiled half-heartedly at him. “And thanks for the message, you’re a sweetheart.”

Logan smiled at her. “Whatever made you cry it’s not worth it and if it is a he Luke and I can take him down at a snap of your fingers, okay?”

Carol laughed. “Okay, thanks for being so sweet. Who would have thought I’d love a bunch of teenagers so much?” she said and ruffled my hair and Logan’s.

I admired Carol ten times more now. I mean going through what she did and still staying bright and happy, also being there for everyone was beyond this world. Only someone very strong could manage it and well Carol was one hell of a woman.

Logan grinned at her.

“I’ll be back in the office if you need me,” she told us, with a small smile.

I nodded. “Okay.”

“What happened with her?” Logan whispered.

I sighed. “Let’s not talk about it. So when is your next game?” I asked him.

His eyes twinkled. “This Friday. You will go, right?”

I nodded. “Of course, how would I miss it?”

He beamed. “So, there’s a party after that…”

I sighed. “Do you really want to go?”

He shrugged. “Do you?”

I shrugged. “We’ll see.”

*

So big surprise Logan’s team won, again. I was realizing they were very good and the other teams knew it. I’ve never stopped to wonder about soccer and how are teams evaluated between each other, but it’s all in their players and they all know each other weakness’ and stronger areas. I mean it’s not only about being good but also about knowing the other team.

With that in mind I watched the game alongside Rowan and some other people from school.

“I swear if I keep seeing Braden play like that I’m going to go freaking nuts with lust,” Rowan told me with a smirk after they all had retreated into the locker rooms.

I laughed. “I thought you were already lustful,” I told her with an open smile.

She thought about it for a second and laughed. “You are right.”

I shook my head at her. “You’re such a twisted pervert girl Rowan.”

“You know you love me for it babe,” she winked. “So are you ready for the P-A-R-T-Y!?”

“As ready as I can be,” I mumbled, tucking a lose strand of my hair behind my ear.

“Your enthusiasm kills me,” she said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes. “Are you?”

She looked at me like I was nuts. “Babe when am I not ready for a good party?”

Right, the answer to that was never. She was like a party magnet or the parties were the magnets. “Either way, I’ll try to have fun.”

She grinned and nodded. “Now, that’s the attitude I approve of.”

And I was having fun, or at least I was going to try.

*

“Having fun?” Logan asked me placing his arms around me as I leaned up and touched my lips to his.

“Attempting, you?” I asked him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

“Sure am, but do you know what would make it even more fun?” he asked.

“No, what?” I asked him genuinely curious.

“If you danced with me,” he winked.

I laughed and bit my lip. “I can’t really dance, um, it would be kind of awkward if we did.”

He pouted. “Please Avery? Please?”

I gave in. “Fine, just one song though.”

He nodded. “Of course,” he said and kissed me briefly in the lips, dragging me around until we reached the dance floor, or what would be considered one just as ‘Just The Way You Are’ by Bruno Mars began playing and Logan grabbed me by the waist and started dancing like not slow dancing but not the kind of dancing I’d thought either.

I smiled against his shoulder. “I like that song, a lot.”

“Yeah? It fits you,” he told me softly and then sang along. “Yeah, I know, I know when I compliment her, she won’t believe me. And it’s so, it’s so sad to think that she don’t see what I see.”

I blushed, but couldn’t help the silly grin that crept into my lips.

“I’m telling you it’s like Bruno Mars was thinking of you when he wrote that song Ave,” Logan told me, his hand traveling from my wait to the base of my neck sending chills down my spine. “When I see your face there’s not a thing that I would change. Because you’re amazing, amazing just the way you are,” he murmured and kissed me, his tongue teasing my bottom lip.

I smiled against his lips and just as the line about her lips and kissing them all day Logan pressed me closer to him and I responded with more heat, more passion. I teased him too, biting slightly into his bottom lip to which he let out a small moan.

I removed my lips from his and grinned.

“You are amazing, amazing just the way you are,” he murmured and for the first time I believed him.


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