Lost in His Secret’s

Two: Catch Up

Holy s***, Jake is actually here. I cannot believe it. Jake and I grew up together. My parents and his were best friends. He was chunky when we were little. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. I was an awkward child. Really short and my parents always gave me terrible hair cuts. Most of our childhood memories were either in the swimming pool or on my trampoline. I always had the biggest crush on Jake, but I knew he never looked at me that way, so I kept his name in my note books with hearts and placed my first name followed by his last name on everything. Jake ended up getting in a bad four wheeler accident when we were little and was in the hospital for months. Then when he finally got out of the hospital, we sort of grew apart. He couldn’t do all things we liked to do before. He is 3 years older than me so by the time I entered high school, he was already dating a girl a year older than him and I was dating a boy from his class. Eventually, we quit talking all together and went our separate ways in life. I graduated and started college in Tennessee and I don’t know which path he took.

I slowly walk towards Jake, taking in his blue eyes. I put my arms up and go in for a hug. I have to stand on my tippy toes, even in heals, to reach my arms around his neck. He pulls me in and squeezes me. His smell is intoxicating, he smells of leather and sandalwood. I pull myself away from his arms and straighten my dress.

“I haven’t seen you in years, how have you been?” I ask, eagerly waiting to hear about his successes.

He looks down at the ground and then back at me, his eyes lock with mine. I feel a rush go through my body. His eyes, just as I remember them. He takes a deep breath in and runs his hand across the back of his neck. “ I’ve been alright, living the same hell as everyone else.” He smirks. I smile and try to sympathize with him. Surely, it can’t be hell. Not with someone so handsome standing in front of me. A knock at the door and a shake of the handle breaks our silence.

“So, uh yeah, I better get back to my friend.” I say apologetically, scooting past him to unlock the door. I turn around before exiting the bathroom.

“Oh, thank you for the shot!” I yell over the music that is filling the room. He smiles and nods and I wave goodbye.

After dancing with the twins that Monique found when we first got here, I tell her it’s time leave. She gives me the same pouty face that got me in here in the first place.

“It’s time to go, plus I have something to tell you!” I yell. She give me a thumbs up and dances her way over to the twins who are now standing at the bar trying to order more shots. I keep looking around for Jake but there are so many people here. I can’t spot him.

We finally say our good byes to the twins and head towards the door. I don’t see Jake any where. I wish I would have got his number before leaving the restroom. Damnit. I look around once more before exiting the club. I don’t see him. I feel a bit of disappointment come over me. Maybe he has social media. I mean, if he doesn’t, I guess I could always ask my parents to get ahold of his parents for me. Monique is staggering and rambling on about how I could have left her there with the twins. Which is a complete negative, so I don’t know why she would even think that. I don’t pay much attention though. I keep thinking about how weird it was that Jake was there. We are from Ohio, why would he be in Tennessee?