Chapter 4
Before he spoke many thoughts raced in my head, is he doing drugs, is he having family issues? So many questions with possibly very few answers. I really like this guy and I couldn't picture anything wrong with him at all. He seemed perfect to me. Well I mean he isn't the captain of the football team or the most popular guy in school, but he is someone I like being around. He then looked at me with desperate eyes and I knew that something was wrong. We haven't been hanging out that long, but I did know him in elementary and instantly I could tell when something was wrong.
"Listen Brittany, I can't tell you right now, it's...........too personal." He was looking out at the neverending blue. His eyes were glowing with sadness. He seemed to have many thoughts going through his head at once. "I mean I definitely trust you, but maybe when we get to know each other more..............maybe." I know he wants to tell me what is going through his mind, but I guess he isn't ready to.
"It's ok, I understand you don't want to tell me right now." I said trying to sound like it won't bother me, but inside it's bugging the hell out of me!!! I want to know what is going on inside of that beautiful head of his! I guess I will have to wait until he is ready to tell me.
"Ok well anyways do you want to go swimming?" He quickly changed the subject.
"Well.....I don't have a swimsuit." I said. "And I am so not going skinny dipping!" I commanded.
"It's ok, just go in your clothes." He laughed.
"Uhhh fine." I complained, but in a playful way. We ran to the water and started splashing around and throwing mud at each other. We were laughing and having a great time. It then started getting darker out, so we got out of the water. We were laying on the soft sand and watching the sunset. It was beautiful, the way the sun lit the sky. The sky was many different colors, red, pink, orange, blue. It was gorgeous. We were watching the twinkling stars that lit the dark night sky. There was no moon tonight, so it wasn't as bright. I looked in his gorgeous eyes and I wondered how he felt about me. I felt like I couldn't stand being away from him. I then started to worry.
"Sal?" I asked with panic in my voice.
"Is something wrong?" He had worry in his eyes.
"Kind of, what time is it?" If it was past 11:00 PM my parents would kill me!
"11:15. Why?" He seemed confused.
"OH MY GOD!!" I screamed. "We have to get home now!" I was so worried now.
"Why?"
"Because my parents are going to kill me!" I shouted.
"Oh crap, I totally forgot about your parents!" Sal started getting a hint that I have to go now. "Let me drive." He ordered.
"Why?" I asked.
"Trust me." I totally did trust him, I felt safe around him and I knew he knew what he was doing. I tossed him the keys to my mustang and we dashed to the car. We hopped in and he stepped on the gas, and I mean stepped on it. We were going very fast now. I didn't say anything about his speed even though I almost had a heart attack.
We then pulled up to the driveway and the lights were on in my house, I instantly knew I was in so much trouble. Sal insisted that he come in with me to explain to my parents that it was his fault, but I objected. I didn't want him getting in trouble too. I walked up to the front door and there was Sal right behind me, he wouldn't leave. As I was about to turn the door knob, I felt the knob turn underneath my sweaty hand. When the door opened, I saw my parents standing there with worried looks on there faces with a hint of irritation.
"Where were you?!" They both shouted at the same time. My mom scared me the most because she was more stern with me. I was a daddy's girl and my dad spoiled me, but I was still scared of him right now too.
"I was at the-" I started to say.
"She was at the beach with me, I took out for a while to have some fun because she had a long day at school and she was very stressed out about school and I thought that she needed a break, I should have known better. I should have called and ask for your permission to take her out, it was all my fault, so don't blame Brittany please." Sal was a wizard with words. My parents seemed to have fell for it.
"Um ok, but who are you?" They demanded.
"I am Sal, I go to school with Brittany." He said.
"Is he your boyfriend, Brittany?" He seemed to shutter at the idea. I didn't even know the answer to that question, I was about to answer when Sal interrupted.
"No we are just really good friends, nothing more." He seemed to have answered that really fast.
"Yea, nothing more." I whispered.
"Oh ok, well I am glad I met you Sal and just remember to call the next time you take her out." My mom said. They were being really cool about this. Sal sure has a way with words.
"I most certaintly will and it is a pleasure meeting you both." Sal said. "Have a good night." Then Sal walked out the door and then I remembered that he doesn't have a car, so I ran out the door to ask him if he wants a ride home, but he was no where to be found. How could someone be gone within 3 seconds of walking out my front door. It seemed impossible. Maybe I was just too tired.
"Ok Brittany we will forget this ever happened, just go to bed."
"Um, ok? Good night." I was so confused why they weren't screaming there heads off right now. Well at least I am off the hook. I dragged myself up the stairs to my cozy room. I snuggled up in my soft bed and I let my thoughts break free and let them run wild. Where would Sal go within 3 seconds? He walked out and I followed him out and he was gone. I just couldn't even grasp that idea. Maybe I am overtired. And did he really want to be 'just' friends? I wanted to be so much more. I have never felt like this about a guy before. As so many thoughts streamed through my head, my body took control and I fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning I woke up, today was Tuesday and I had to go to school. I wasn't in the mood for school today, but I really wanted to see Sal. So I threw on a pair of ripped jeans, a pink Hollister shirt and a pair of flip flops. I swept my bangs to one side and then I headed for the door. I got in my awesome aqua mustang and drove to school. On my way there I was thinking about how excited I was to see Sal there. I just wanted to talk to him. I liked listening to the sound of his voice. It sounded like music, a soft musical sound. I also couldn't get over how sweet he was and how amazing his smile was. As I pulled into the school's parking lot, I started hypervenilating and tears were welling up in my eyes. I couldn't breath at all and my heart was pounding at a very fast rate. How could he do this?!