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I knew I was fucked.
The smile ran away from her face and she shifted her stance. “It was a rhetorical question, idiot. I know exactly who that was.”
My breath hitched in my throat. I felt like I’d done something wrong; like I’d cheated on her or something. Even though I hadn’t, from the way she was looking at me like shedespisedme, I almost believed I had.
Somehow, some way, in Summer’s twisted mind, Ihad.
And I had to live in her mind too, because she lived in mine. She was nothing but a figment of my imagination stretched out into a mirror of everything I hated about myself.
Summer closed the distance between us.
I flinched.
She got in my face, her eyes burning with fuchsia fury and said, “Grace Sinclair. Iknowyou saw her at yourtherapist’soffice. Did you have a nice littlemeet-cute?”
I froze.
“Yeah, I know about that,” she continued. “I knoweverything.I know you saw her again in the parking lot the same day. Youlookedat her—”
“Well, she was staring at me—”
“Oh, Bobo. Do you think I’m a fucking simpleton? Youneverlook atanyonewhen you’ve got shit to do. But you looked at her. I waswatching.”
“You’re making a big deal out of nothing—” I felt myself getting sucked into the fight.
I couldn’t stop it.
I loved it.
I hated it.
I wanted her to take me down with that fire in her eyes.
I wanted to fucking burn.
Summer put her hands on her hips and her nostrils flared. “A big deal out ofnothing?Bo-bear, you have noideahow not-nothing this is! I know you flirted with her at that ‘boring work event’or whatever you went to yesterday. You talked to her alone under that cherry blossom tree in the corner—howromantic!”
Her words were coming out faster and faster, gaining steam like a freight train.
“You fuckingdarecome home to me, merehoursafter staring in some bitch’s sparkling eyes, and you have the GALL to fuck me, probably wishing you were FUCKING THAT BITCH INSTEAD!”
I could feel the eyes of passerby land on the back of my neck.
“Keep your voice down!” I hissed.
“YOU RUINED OUR TIME TOGETHER!” she screeched. “YOU WERE THINKING ABOUT ANOTHER WOMAN WHILE YOU WERE INSIDE ME!”
“Summer, that’s not true!” I begged, pleaded, as my heart pounded.
But it was too late. There was already evil in her eyes, burning with the fire of a thousand suns.
And just like that, the rage snapped like a dandelion stem and she went eerily calm.
My shoulders sagged with relief as the adrenaline ebbed away. I opened my arms to pull Summer into a hug, because I knew what came next.
After Summer storms, there was always, always rain.
Though, there were no tears yet. Only a stifling unease in the air.
