LILY.SEVEN MONTHS LATER.I sat in that chair, opposite Dr Max. For a moment, the room was silent up until Davis came rushing in through the door. He was drenched in the rain and as he sat beside me, he heaved a deep sigh.“I’m sorry I’m late” He panted. “It’s in the middle of Spring and I don’t get why it rains everyday now” Davis shrugged and our counselor only let a light scoff. “Well I’m glad you’re both here” Dr Max folded his arms.I glanced at Davis and then at his outstretched arms before a hard lump went down my throat. We’d decided some months back that we were willing to give this another shot—but only after some thorough marriage counseling. And I could’ve sworn before that this was what I wanted.But as I sat in that chair, so much had already happened and I wasn’t so sure anymore. “So,” Dr Max cleared his throat. “How have you been? Trying to cohabit with each other once again?”“Especially with the baby around” He added and I sighed. “Lily, you go” I lifted my eyes to f
SUMMER."Summer would be great!" My mum Lily said, peeking above the newspaper in her hands. I let out a groan, sticking the spoonful of cereal into my mouth. It was not the first time she'd said that, neither was it the second nor the third."It would be great back here, in New York where I know and with you" I rolled my eyes to the back of my head and now, she had already placed the newspaper to the table. "It just seems like you're desperately trying to get rid of me now" I cowered my head and only then did my mum rise to make her way towards me."Hey hey" She called, sitting in the chair next to mine and she reached for my hands. The cereal in front of me was abandoned as I looked to her. Her bright blue eyes gleamed and her hair was perfectly tucked behind her ears, she did the same to mine."I would never get rid of you" Lily assured. "You know I would have told your father no if I didn't think it was best, for you even" She whispered and my heart lumped in the back of my throat
SUMMER.I didn't know why my mum named me Summer up until a few weeks ago. Drunk on merlot, she had told me the truth. Besides it being her most favorite time of the year ever since she was a teenager, it was the time she met the dad.The Summer of '02, this green eyed gorgeous surgeon resident that happened to show up at the hospital. He captivated the eyes of almost everyone, with his blonde hair and his charismatic smile that could light up a room—everyone including my mother. But with the million eyes on him, his was set on just one. And for the many years after that, their eyes would gleam for the thousand and one times that they told that story, that it was love at first sight. And hearing it the very first time was what cemented what love was to me.It was a love like theirs, a love I was sure would last forever. But then the summer of 2014 came and it only got worse after that, eventually they decided to divorce and that idea of love that I once had shattered.It was almost l
SUMMER.I pushed myself through the bathroom door, slamming it right behind me. And only when I leaned against it, left alone in the dark could I finally heave a deep breath. My hands clutched my chest and I feel my erratic heartbeat jackhammering against my rib cage.My skin was flustered pink and my cheeks were boiling. The hand which he held was still quivering so much that I had to hold still to the bathroom sink. I leaned forward, washing my face beneath the tap before looking into the mirror.What was this feeling and why was it so suddenly overwhelming?I mean this was Vincent, this was my father's best friend and up until this moment, I didn't see him as more than that. As sort of like an uncle figure which he was. Calling me often asking me about school and my dreams and everything and during the divorce, we might have spoken a lot more often but it was never about something other than the ordinary.The normal.This was abnormal.He was on the brink on turning forty and here
SUMMER.The rays of sunshine burst across my face once the room blinds opened and I jerked to the side with a groan escaping my lips. Even before I opened my eyes, I knew it was my father."Hello Sunshine" He clamored with as much morning glee as he could garner while I desperately held unto the few seconds of sleep that still hung heavy unto my eyelids. But then he sat into the bed, weighing the mattress down and almost sending me flying.A sudden movement like that was more than enough to rid the sleep from my eyes. I rubbed them, shooting him a death glare but Davis has a large grin across his face. He was already dressed in khaki cargos and a hat strapped to his chin. "Are you ready for today?" He asked and I arched my brows. "What is happening today?" Truly dumbfounded, I threw the question back to him."We were supposed to go into the city, I hired a tour guide and everything. Me, you and Taylor. And Vincent only that he cancelled on me just now" He scoffed with a gritty tone b
SUMMER."Hmm this is so nice" I bit into the slice of taco, a splurge of cheese sticking to the corner of my lips. And Vincent, on the opposite end of the table couldn't refrain himself from laughing. I knew whenever he did, there was probably wrong with something on my face."What is it?" I groaned, after only shyly agreeing to share the table with him. I knew I was right to have been worried about eating in front of him and all he'd done in the past half hour was constantly prove my point and roll my eyes to as far back in my head that it almost became permanent.He took a bite of his so delicately that it barely left a mark and I scoffed at his childish flaunting. "But it really is delicious" I added, letting my eyes gaze up to the name of the restaurant at the heart of Oregon. "Taco here is unbeatable compared to any other place" Vincent praised."Excuse me." I clamored, even though he could have been right but my biggest mistake would be me admitting to that. "I mean you already
SUMMER.Summer days were the most perfect, the radiant sunshine, the shiny flowers and the beautiful songs of the birds in the air. The scent that usually filled the city, awakening something buried in the depth of one's stomach. The days were magical but the nights were far from that.I clapped my ears at a buzzing sound that zoomed across and when I turned to my side,m to hug my pillows, a deep sigh escaped my lips. Beads of sweat had formed along my back, soaking through the bedsheet and I was too uncomfortable to even sleep.The night was hot and sultry, and even though the windows were wide open, the absence of any air conditioning whatsoever was undeniable. My dad didn't tell I would have to sit through nights like these, literally sit up like I did in that second with a paper in my hands.Otherwise I would have thought twice about coming to Oregon. Who was I kidding—I'd do it all over again if I was sure Vincent was coming. I could be flaming hot but each time I closed my eyes
VINCENT.It was hard to control myself when I was around Summer.Her alluring eyes and her cheeky bright smile should have never turned me on to begin with. She had such an effect on me that no one had ever had and it was even strange to me why I felt these things, especially after so long that I’ve known her.And that’s without putting aside the fact that she was my best friend’s daughter which was definitely about to complicate a lot of things. I knew that, I knew the dangers and I knew the risks and often when I was away from her, I would convince myself not to look so much, not to care so much. To hold back those emotions but it all went down the drain the second she’s standing in front of me and I’m lost in her innocent blue eyes. Just like in that moment.“Summer” Her name left a sweet taste on my lips as I held her back and for a second, my hands fell to where I held hers and there was a sizzly spark at the intersection. “Don’t get mad,” I softly said, I had to tell her.“But