Digging Deep

The wind was hyper and wild tonight as I made my way towards our meeting place’s entrance where I saw Kyle a day ago.

It took a lot of effort to stop myself from appearing too eager which I really was but I didn't want to give that impression.

I already felt embarrassed enough, there was no need to give him more bullets.

Upon stepping on the last step of stairs, I reminded myself to breathe as I saw Kyle. Even from afar leaning on the movie pictures, wearing faded denims, still the same sneakers and a white shirt with his favorite black leather jacket, I knew that it was him.

He met my stare half way and gave me that heart stopping smile.

"You made it". He said. I nodded. He got off from his position and crushed me in a tight hug. He buried his face in my hair and I felt myself embracing him back, my arms circling around him.

He smelled good and familiar,

I have no idea why I'm feeling all of this mixed emotion all of a sudden. But one thing stood out from the rest: I love having Kyle right here, right now.

"Katie, I missed you". He whispered in my ears before letting me go, caressing my face and allowing me to stare at him.

"I missed you too". I said, the words flying out of my mouth. I watched him smile and slowly, gently place his mouth to mine.

It was too late for me to realize that he was kissing me. Even his mouth was familiar and my body seemed to understand what that meant more than my brain did that I just felt my lips move in rhythm to his.

When we finally broke apart, he rested his forehead on top of mine.

"Sorry, that was a jerk move". He began pulling away but I grabbed his hand and shook my head.

"Don't. Please don't leave yet. I… I have some questions". I had to force myself to meet his lovely hazel eyes without melting into them.

He gave me another heart stopping smile.

"I won't. I know this all seems weird to you but I promise, I promise to give you the answers you need".

I believed him. I knew in my heart that he was telling the truth.

"What really happened Kyle? Why can't I remember anything from that night? Why can't I remember you?". I stared into his eyes; he looked sad and somehow burdened. I wanted to take back what I said but it was too late.

He gave me a warm smile and tagged at my hand.

"I'm going to tell you everything but not here, come with me and allow me to clear your confusion a little".

I held on to his hand and trusted his spoken promise.

"Okay".

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It was the first time that I came with my friends to visit a bar and I was nervous. My parents knew I was going home late but they were assured that I was just at my schoolmate's house having a slumber party which had been the plan only there was a plan B I had no idea about and this was it.

I was wearing nothing sexy but autumn was fast approaching and I had only my white shirt which I had tied on my hip because of it being too big with the sleeves neatly folded a little way up my shoulders and a not so short but still short denim and cowboy boots. I merely pulled my hair in a ponytail just to look like I had actually planned on partying instead of sleeping.

The boots were not even mine nor was the denim. My friends made me look a little "in" just for tonight and pretend we were eighteen or over. I was wearing pajamas, flip flops and this large plain white shirt when I actually got to their house because I had no idea they had a plan B which they weren't planning on telling me until the last minute so I couldn't say no.

It was pretty annoying really.

I was scared from the tips of my hair down to the tiniest part of my body but I was more horrified for the security to believe that we were actually legally allowed to be in here.

There was loud music, grinding bodies and alcohol influenced people.

I didn't join the girls as they butt each other on the dance floor with drinks in their hands. I preferred to sit on a stool and watch them laugh and have fun.

My nerves didn't go down and as the night wore on, it actually went hyper.

I was beginning to feel uneasy when I found my friends suddenly looking really scared. Like they could go out of their mind kind of scared.

I followed their gaze and saw a big guy holding a shaking Lauren and trying to, ugh, disgustingly lick her.

I got off my stool, heart hammering against my chest and went directly towards the beefy guy.

"Hey!". I tapped him by the arm., creating a distraction for Lauren to escape.

When the beefy guy stared at me, I saw how drunk he was and figured he might be in his twenties or something. He gave me a wide grin which pissed me off instantly that I hadn't stopped myself from hurling a punch to his face.

I wasn't an expert in throwing punches but my dad had me and Kelsea trained with punching bags at his gym. He said just in case and I'll be forever indebted to him for this one.

The beefy guy fell on his butt with a grunt while Lauren unfroze herself from the shock and ran towards the rest of our friends.

I went after her and ushered them to go before anything could go wrong completely.

But I wasn't fast enough.

In a few seconds, I felt big hands pulling me back. I squirmed and tried to kick but it was no use.

My heart beat wildly against my chest.

I closed my eyes and prayed for my parents to forgive me after this was all over.

I started counting when I was suddenly dropped. I fell on the tiled floor, face first but I actually breathed out a sigh of relief and thank God I was okay.

Then I heard it. There was a fight brewing behind me. I got myself up and spun to see what was happening.

I found the big beefy guy being attacked by a less beefy one. And it appeared that beefy guy was scared, that he scurried off to his feet before the smaller one attacked again.

I waited for my savior to show himself to me so I could thank him. I waited patiently and when he finally did, I almost yelped.

In my entire high school life, I never met anyone so… good looking and at the same time having this fierce and I don't know, aura.

I was pulled towards him, unable to take my eyes away.

It was nobody else, but Kyle.

My Kyle