“W-why? Why me…what do you like about m-me? I’m young, not even graduated high school…Y-you’re smart and, and…you could have anyone….”
Finally, he sat down slowly on the bed. I was waiting for it, I knew he would. But he didn’t touch me. He just simply stared. His eyes moving slowly along my entire body, from my head to my toes.
My body shivered hard and my heart skipped as his lips pulled up into a little grin.
“Do you remember the summer you were in eighth grade?”
I felt my body tense further as images from a specific July afternoon flooded my brain. Fourteen year old me had been incredibly lonely. Amber had gone away to her grandparents the day after school had let out for summer vacation.
I ended up at the local theater, watching a movie all by myself. When the movie ended, it w
