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Sing Me That Lullaby - Chapter Nineteen

Dreaming and mistakes.
Rainey wanted to go back to sleep. She didn’t want to dream about him, about their supposed breakthrough conversation. She wanted everything to be normal again, meaning he would never cross her mind and he would just go away. She didn’t like knowing he existed. She wanted to live past the heartache of losing her best friend in the first place. Staring up at her ceiling, she smirked at irony of it all. What was she doing here, saddened by losing a person she had pushed away? By a person who made her high school career a hellhole? She was a hopeless dreamer. She kept thinking of what they had been, not what they were now. And she was more of an idiot to believe things would change after so long.

Jumping out of her bed, she got her things ready for school. She went to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She was a mess. Groaning in disgust, she mumbled how much of an idiot she was. Just because her life was a mess didn’t mean she had to look like one. Grabbing her brush, she ran it through her unruly locks. Why did she have to be nothing like her sister? Her sister had her whole life set for her. She was the beautiful one, the one who was organized, the one with a boyfriend and a flock of people dying to be her. Including her own twin.

Once again in disgust with herself for such thoughts, she finished up her bathroom routine then went back to her room. It wasn’t Emma’s fault that Rainey couldn’t be like her. Emma probably had no idea Rainey even felt this way. Grabbing random clothing, Rainey got dressed, grabbed her bag, and then ran down the stairs. Making her way to the kitchen, she looked around for Parker. It was almost eight o’clock. Running through the house, she finally found him in the garage tinkering with her car.

"Hey hot stuff, what are you doing to Rocky?" Rainey asked with a smirk. Parker turned and gave her a disbelieving glare.
"Making sure you put water in. Lord Ray, you gotta check under the hood when the damn lights go on." He said as he closed the hood. Rainey crossed her arms and frowned at him. She did not expect him to be like this on such an important day.
"Well, I’m sorry I forget to put water in the damn thing. It doesn’t mean you need to be such a grumpy ass so early on a stupid Monday morning." Rainey shot back. Parker looked up at her and sighed, his hand went up to his head to scratch it.
"Sorry, I’m just not a fan of Mondays." He said with a small smile.

Rainey grinned at his failed attempt to ease her mind. "Well, if we don’t wanna be late we gotta head out." She said as she walked closer toward her car. Just as she reached for the handle of the door, Parker turned her to face him and pinned her to the car. Her breath hitched as she felt his body molded against her smoothly and as she looked up at her deep hazel eyes.
"May I help you?" She whispered as she tried to catch her breath.
"I need to tell you something." He said slowly.
With a chuckle, she tilted her head and asked, "Okay, but did that have to include me being pushed against my car?" He grinned and stepped away from her. Immediately after, a cool breeze flooded the dark room.

"Not really, but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be macho." He said with a wink. Once again Rainey rolled her eyes and turned to open her door. Parker beat her to the punch again. Placing a hand on the door, he avoided her opening it. Finally at her limit, she turned and smacked him on the arm.
"Speak your damn mind already." She said with a new-found gusto. He laughed and shielded himself from her blows.
"Alright already! I was gonna say we’re not gonna take your car. It’s a great opportunity for the both of us to go big, you know? I say we take my ride." He said with a smile engulfing his face. Rainey’s eyes narrowed and she pursed her lips.

"Where is it? And don’t think we’re gonna take your dad’s freaking Mustang. That car is from when they were in high school and we don’t need that to give us good luck." She said with an exaggerated eye roll. Parker chuckled and opened the garage door. As the door slowly opened, her eyes feasted on a sleek, black motorcycle. Squealing in delight, Rainey jogged over to it and ran her fingers over the smooth paint.

"It’s a Ducati Monster 696. I got it for my 17th birthday, not that long ago if I think about it. Everyone was talking about how it was too advanced for a novice rider, but my dad had given my lessons with an old Harley he had, so it didn’t matter what they said. Now let’s get a move on. We’re gonna be late." Parker’s eyes were aglow with enthusiasm and pride. Walking back into the garage, he picked up two blue helmets and handed one to her. She placed it on her head and waited as Parker sat on the bike.
She eyed him wistfully and asked, "You sure this is safe?"
Parker sighed dramatically and patted the back of the bike behind him. "Would I really put you in any danger?"

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Rainey gripped her arms tight around Parker. She was almost too sure she was restricting him from breathing. She wanted to enjoy everything around her but she couldn’t. She buried her face into his back and tightly closed her eyes. Her heart was racing. The only thought in her mind was how much of an idiot she was. She wanted to be having fun with this; she needed to be taking risks. Berating herself endlessly, she felt the bike slow down. Retracting her head from its safe haven, she looked up and saw they were at the school.

Taking off her helmet, she gave Parker a questioning look. Turning off the engine, he turned and looked at her intently. His eyes were swirling with amusement.
"Were you trying to get us killed?" She asked breathlessly. With a snort, he got off the bike and stared at her deeply.
"Rainey, relax would you? Half the time we were on the road I couldn’t breathe." Parker replied with a grin.
Rainey shook her head and blushed thinking he thought she was a scaredy cat. With a sigh, Parker took one of her hands and held it tightly. With his other hand, he tilted her gaze to his.

"Get it together Rain. Today is the day you’re going to be different. It’s the day you show everybody that you have known for far too long in this hellhole that you, Rainey Bowman, are a whole lot different from what they peg you to be. Give yourself a chance to show them that you’re beautiful, fun and a helluva lot more exciting than most of them. Show them the girl I love more than a really great football game." Parker ranted with his soulful gaze stuck into her own timid one. She was in need of a chance to be confident. He knew his words weren’t enough. Before he knew it, her eyes looked for an answer on his face and found one. His breath hitched. No, this wasn’t supposed to happen. She leaned in slowly. He followed suit. He knew it wasn’t right. She shouldn’t have to go through with this. And then it happened. Their lips found each other and formed a kiss that seemed as if it was too forbidden to be spoken of. It was gentle, yet Rainey made her move closer to find something more of their sudden lack of finesse. And then, Parker pulled away as if he had just been burned. Rainey’s face was flushed deeply. Her lips were parted and her deep blue eyes were wide. What the heck just happened?
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Published: 1/23/2013
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