Summer Rain by Taylor Broadway (microsoft ebook reader txt) 📕

I woke up to rain. I pushed my warm covers off me and hurried to my open window. I closed it quickly, shutting out the rain and last night's memories. I didn't want to have to remember what I'd done. I walked over to get my robe and I stumbled over Aiden's jacket. Just looking at it made I want to cry and throw up at the same time. I picked it up and wrapped myself in it. I could smell his cologne on the jacket, that plus the warmth comforted me.

I didn't quite know what happened last night. Aiden came over, we talked, and well we argued. He left, and I was mad. I didn't really want to call Matt; I didn't want him to come over at all. But I was so pissed off; it seemed like the way to calm down. I knew how wrong I was while I watched Matt crawl out of my window and hop off the roof. I knew how I would’ve regretted it in the morning. I couldn't even imagine what I'd do if Aiden found out. He'd never want to see me again.

"Aubri," my mom eased my door open a little, "are you alright?"

"Yea, I'm fine," reluctantly I slid his jacket off as I spoke.

"Mary made blueberry pancakes and coffee, come down and eat," my mom was sounding more and more like a Southern housewife every day.

"I'll be down in a sec," I walked into the bathroom and grabbed my robe.

It's amazing how beautiful Tennessee looks, even in the pouring rain. I could barely see the mountains through the fog on the big windows. I chewed slowly on the large bite of pancake I had eaten. My dad stared at the paper and my mom stared at me. I was trying to avoid her eyes.

"It's supposed to rain all week," my dad groaned.

"Well I guess we'll all be stuck in the house," my mom cut her pancakes.

"That’s good, I thought you were going to say shopping," dad joked.

My mom looked at him with a teasing face and shook her head. At least they had resolved their recent issues and were better. It only took them the majority of the summer to solve their problems. How long would it take me and Aiden?

Lilly trudged into the dining room, quickly followed by Mary. Lilly's hair was in a messy ponytail and she was holding her teddy bear. She looked like hell, poor girl.

"Mommy I don't feel good," she moaned.

"What's wrong," mom's concerning voice cooed.

"My tummy hurts," Lilly laid her forehead against the table.

Mary felt Lilly's head and nodded towards my mom. The plate of hot pancakes Mary had in her left hand for Lilly went to my dad. And she helped Lilly to stand up and walk back to bed.

"I guess I'll be taking her to the doctor," mom rubbed her forehead, "Aubri do you have plans for today, your dad will be at work and I'll be taking Lilly to see a doctor, you might want to tell us now if you'll need money."

"No, I'll just sit inside today," today will be my moping day.

I excused myself from the table and went upstairs to my room. I snuggled back into Aiden's jacket and cuddled in bed with "Grapes of Wrath". I heard dad speed down the long drive, I heard my mom pull out with Lilly and I heard Mary leave also. After Mary left I laid the book down and slept.

I didn't dream, I wish I did. I wish I dreamt about me and Aiden. A dream could've been a clue on what to do. If I should tell him, or what to do if he knows. But I didn't dream. I slept peacefully until I was shaken awake.

I didn't fully open my eyes to see who it was at first. I sat up and rubbed my eyes with the sleeve of the jacket.

"Don’t get your eye boogies on my jacket," a familiar, comforting voice echoed in my ears.

My eyes were fully open then and staring into Aiden's deep, light brown eyes. He smiled and shook his head at me. I smiled back at him and lunged into his chest, wrapping my arms around him.

"Whoa calm down," he whispered into my hair.

"Sorry," I murmured against his warm chest.

I pushed off his chest a little and he pushed me and him back against the headboard of the bed. I laid my head on his shoulder and he played with my hair. It would have been a cute moment, but the only reason we sat like that was because we didn't know what to say. But then, I knew what I had to say.

"Look, I'm sorry about everything, the arguing, and the fighting. You said I love you and that's all I wanted and that's all that matters," he shut me up with his lips.

"I’m sorry too," he pulled away from me, "but that's not why I'm here."

He tilted his head back down to my lips. We kissed for a long second, and then I felt his hands move from my face to my hips. The position was awkward at first, and then he slowly lifted me on top of him. I was straddling him now; I started to unbutton his shirt, hoping this was what he came here for.

He didn't stop me; he let me push his shirt off him. He pulled the band out of my hair letting my hair fall down my back. One hand was intertwined with my hair and the other started to unzip the jacket. He unzipped the jacket one handed. He slid my tank top strap to the side and started to kiss down my neck. Then he laid me back onto the bed. I wasn't going to tell him about last night.


I woke up again to rain, only this time lying on Aiden's chest. He was playing with my hair again, this time it wasn't because we didn't know what to say. Everything that needed to be said was said now. Everything was out on the table. I didn't feel the need to move or speak; I was content just laying there.

"You're awake now right," Aiden ruined the moment in an extremely small way.

"Yes, I'm awake now."

"Good, we need to talk now," he just contradicted all my thoughts by saying that.

"Ohm, ok, what about," I mumbled.

"Last night, everything that was said," He was shaking his head, "things you said and I said."

I knew what he was talking about then. I said something when I thought he couldn't hear through his own hollering. I know he heard it now. I rolled over and laid my arms against his chest and rested my chin down on my arms.

"I know both of us were mad," he started, "but the things I was saying was mainly lies."

I was feeling really guilty for what I said, and extremely guilty for what I did. I wanted to tell him so bad right now, but he'd hate me for sure. I'd ruin everything that had just happened. I couldn't live if Aiden wasn't in my life, I knew that now, and telling him would take him out of my life.

"But I said one thing last night, and I don't know if you heard, but I didn't mean it," he looked at me honestly.

"Do you mean when you said that if I hated you so much that you'd just go back to Emma," saying that made me want to rip Emma's head off even more.

Aiden shook his head and looked out the window at the rain. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him tightly. He squeezed me back but didn't look at me. His face looked like he was making a decision.

"I did something last night," I murmured.

Aiden looked at me now, curiously. Tears started to well up in my eyes. I didn't want to tell him but I was feeling so guilty.

"Last night after you said the Emma thing, I said that if you went back to Emma, I'd go back to Matt," I tried to speak softly, "and when you left, I did."

I was ready for the yelling. I was ready for Aiden to push me off of him and start cursing like a mad sailor. But he didn't, he stared out at the rain again, still keeping his arms around me. It was silent for a long minute.

"I know you had him over," he started playing with my hair, "what'd you do?"

I didn't answer the question. I didn't want to say it out loud; I'd probably throw up saying it. I stayed quiet hoping he'd catch on.

"I did the same thing with Emma," he said.

I wanted to be so mad at him when he said it. I wanted to jump out of his arms and scream at him to leave. I wanted to curse at him for going back to that tramp. But I didn't because he didn't.

I squeezed him tighter, "You didn't like it right?"

"Hell no," he almost yelled, "I felt so disgusting after that. I went straight to the shower. And then, all I could think about was you."

"That's how I felt too," my arms were squeezing tighter and tighter.


"I couldn't imagine not having you," his arm was tightening around me too, "if I couldn't see you the same way. I'd miss you too much. I'd miss messing with your ponytail, or kissing you."

He sounded like he was reading from the script of a love story. But his eyes were burning into mine; he looked like he meant it. I smiled up at him and laughed. He had sounded cheesy saying all of that. Plus he sounded so manly admitting his feelings like that.

"You know I love you right," I snuggled my face into his chest.

"I was kind of hoping you did," he laughed.

Everything was awkward right now, but in a good way. Things just happened way too quickly. One second I was napping, the next I'm playing in bed with a tank top on next to Aiden. I was trying to take everything in, except the Emma thing. I don't even want to think about that skank while I was having this moment.

I didn't want to ruin any more moments with Aiden. I'd practically spent the whole summer with him, and all the moments we had I didn't take it seriously. The moment at the church with his sister, dinner with his family, the first kiss. Special moments that I let petty things ruin. My eyes closed and I went back to all those memories, and then I began to dream.


I guessed that Aiden had fallen asleep too. When I woke up again he was staring down at me. I smiled up at him and rolled off the bed. I stumbled around my room trying to find some clothes and after I got dressed I climbed back into bed with him. He and I lay there, doing nothing, for at least 15 minutes. Then I heard