I Need You. Jane Lark

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      “Did you say good-bye to Mom?” Her dad asked.

      “Yeah.” She hugged him, firmly. He kissed her hair.

      The guy had scared the hell out of me when I was kid, but now all his scariness looked hollow. Lindy had hurt him when she’d chosen to press the eject button. He looked in pain. That was a new look for Mr. Martin.

      “You’ll call me if anything happens, Dad, won’t you? Don’t wait. I’d hate not to get back…”

      What was it with getting back? We hadn’t even gone yet. I suppose her family must be cautious now, though. Maybe they didn’t trust her not to try it again. I’d have to watch her when we were away.

      Her dad nodded. Tears shining in his eyes. Hell, I’d never thought I’d see that.

      I turned away and got in the SUV. I didn’t think he’d welcome me watching him, but in the side mirror, I saw him give her a kiss on the cheek. Then he walked her to the passenger door, opened it and held it while she climbed in.

      He shut it only after she’d settled and pulled her seatbelt over.

      I pushed the button so the window went down and they could talk.

      My abs gripped tight with nerves and my belly rumbled. I hadn’t eaten this morning. I was too nervous about how this was gonna go down. My forearm rested on the wheel, the leather braid hanging loose on my wrist. That thing was so much a part of who I was.

      My fingers started tapping on the dashboard.

      “Ready?” she asked.

      I looked over at her. Her dad stepped back from the window as she looked at me.

      Shit, she probably thought me tapping the dashboard had been telling her dad to hurry up. It wasn’t. It was just a habit.

      My other hand gripped the gear shift.

      I was ready, though. I wanted to get away from her house. There was a ton of bad energy coming from it. I could feel it everywhere in the air around her.

      I smiled and slipped my arm off the wheel. “Yeah. Mr. Martin.”

      She looked at him. “I’ll call you when we get there and I’ll call you every night. I promise. Don’t worry about me. You’ll make me feel guilty if you do. And tell Mom I love her… I’m really sorry.”

      “Honey…” He came forward again and leaned in through the window to grip her hand. “Your mother understands. She’s not angry, or hurt, or anything. She just wants you to be okay.”

      Lindy nodded, tears rolling down her cheeks.

      No matter how nervous I was. Or how awkward it felt. This was right. She needed to get out of here for a while.

      “I’ll be okay,” she whispered. “But I feel selfish. Good-bye.” She leaned and kissed his cheek. Then her dad stepped back and finally we could go.

      My heart started pumping on hyper-drive, as I slid the gear shift down and pulled away, super- cautious not to over rev the engine with her dad watching.

      I glanced at her as I drove up the street. “Did you eat or are we stopping for breakfast?”

      She looked at me, a broken heart in her eyes, tears tracking down her cheeks. She wiped them away with a sniff. “Sorry, I’m going to try and not be bad company. But I don’t want to eat. I’m not hungry. How long is it gonna take to get there?”

      “A couple of hours.” I looked back at the road. “We can settle in, then get lunch.”

      She laughed, a low half-choking sound that was almost a sob. “I forgot how hungry you get. You can stop for breakfast if you want…”

      I threw her a smile. “Sorry, you’ll have to accommodate my appetite. I don’t eat like a bird like you do, but I can wait ‘til lunch.”

      She’d fed me and Jason through most of our college years. In the shared apartment we’d had. The couple and the spare-part best friend––three had definitely been a crowd. But I’d still hung around them. I bet people had thought it weird.

      I was weird.

      Fucking crazy!

      I’d always wondered if Jason knew. But he hadn’t said anything the other night when we’d got everything out in the open. I figured he’d have said something then if he’d known.

      “I can’t believe you still wear that thing.” She leaned over and flicked the leather bracelet as my hand gripped the wheel.

      How the hell did she not know?

      I glanced at her, giving her a twisted, guilty smile, as something hard grabbed my heart. “Yeah.”

      “I made you that years ago.”

      “I’m just lazy, I can’t be bothered to cut it off.” I let a fake sound of amusement slip from my throat, acting as if it was nothing––like I had every other time she’d mentioned it.

      She’d made it at high school. It had been the thing all the girls were doing at the time, braiding these silly leather bracelets and threading beads into them. It was before she’d been seeing Jason. We’d been fifteen.

      Yeah, I had been wearing it that long. Pining over a girl that wasn’t mine.

      But shit I can still remember the feel of her gentle fingers touching me as she’d tied it off, and it had done stuff to my cock. I’d liked her before, but that was the day she’d got me. It was like her fingers had touched my heart too. I’d had this burning need for her ever since.

      I should cut the thing off.

      I glanced over at her. Her hands were in her lap and she stared ahead. I didn’t know what to say to her. I was too anxious to hold a meaningless conversation and I didn’t want to quiz her, ‘cause I was taking her away to forget all the stuff that made her feel bad.

      I said a few things and she answered, but then I couldn’t think of anything to add. She said some things and I nodded, not knowing what to say back.

      In the end we were quiet most of the drive.

      I was relieved when I finally pulled up in the apartments’ parking lot on the coast.

      “Wow, this is nice.”

      The ocean rolled up onto the miles of beach before the parking lot. This place just calmed me. I’d come here the summer we’d left high school and it had been the best therapy. This beach and the ocean was my psychiatrist. I’d come back every summer since.

      I hoped it was gonna work for her too.

      I freed the door and as it opened the sound of the ocean swept into the SUV.

      I looked at Lindy.

      She was wide-eyed, watching the beach.

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