started to move too fast, though and so I pushed him away. It was a reflex action, which, judging by his expression had caught him off guard. “What’s up?” he asked. “I just don’t feel ready just yet; what if somebody sees us.” “I promise you. Nobody comes around here. I want you, Charlie. You’re all I can think about. You’re driving me crazy.” “I know. I feel the same, but I don’t want to ruin things. Can’t we just take things slowly?” His eyes seemed to grow darker again and I felt scared. “Whatever.” He stood up and walked nearer to the lake. I got up to go over to him but he turned around. “Stay away from me,” he said. He was like a different person. I didn’t know what to think or what to do. I felt my eyes getting watery. “I’m sorry,” I said, my voice wavering. He turned back to face me and then walked back to give me a hug. “No, I’m sorry,” he said, stroking my hair. “I think I should take you home now, though.” I nodded. He dropped me off at the top of my street again and promised he’d be in touch. He had my number but he wouldn’t give me his. I took that as a sign that he was only after one thing. How could I have been so stupid?
-5-
The past few days were so hard. I did badly on some important tests at school and my mom went mad. I felt so bad for letting her down, but I’ve found it so difficult to concentrate on anything else but Eddie, lately. I’ve been wandering up to the house night after night hoping to see him and I even tried to find his hut but I got lost and had to turn back round. Amber’s been great. She’s been letting me hang out at her place a lot because the atmosphere at home’s been so bad. Mom’s been working extra shifts too so I’ve hated being alone. Amber was visiting her gran tonight, though and Mom was at the diner so I went up to my room and started listening to some music. As the sound of The Smiths (a band Eddie told me about) droned out of my laptop I cried so hard I thought my heart would burst. My mom had warned me about guys like Eddie. “They only want one thing” she’d said, and “once they get what they want you won’t see them again and you’ll probably end up pregnant or with some disease”. She was right. Moms always were, but why did I feel so terrible? I really thought he was different. As I sobbed into my pillow I could hear a weird sound on my window. It was like tapping. I pulled back my drapes and saw Eddie. My heart lurched and I felt butterflies inside my stomach. He’d been throwing some small stones at my window to get my attention. Even though my eyes were probably red and bloodshot from crying, I ran down the stairs and threw open my front door. Eddie came rushing over and started to wipe my eyes. “Why have you been crying?” he asked. “Oh, it’s a few things. Nothing’s been going right for me lately.” “I’msorry I haven’t called you. I thought you wouldn’t want to see me after the way I treated you the last time…” “I really wanted to see you. I’ve missed you so much.” He pulled me towards him and gave me another kiss which weakened my defences. “Do you want to come upstairs?” I asked. He smiled. “Only if it’s what you really want.” “It is.” I held out my hand and as he took hold I lead him upstairs to my room. I closed the door behind us and we fell onto the bed, engrossed in a passionate kiss. I’d never felt so close to anyone and I knew my mom would be out for ages. I almost stopped breathing when I saw him take off his shirt. He had perfectly defined muscles and there were tattoos on his arm and chest. I walked nearer to get a closer look but I couldn’t read them; they were sentences written in a foreign language I didn’t recognize. “What do the tattoos say?” I asked. “It’s a love poem from ancient times. I wrote