Five years earlier...
“Kiss me.” I looked up into his chocolate brown eyes.
“Kiss me.” His deep voice said. Our lips met and the sun was shining through the trees like little drops of heaven bouncing off of the rocks and trees around us. Our lips parted, “I could kiss you forever.” He said.
“I’ll make sure you do,” I said and kissed him again.
“Let’s run away and get married?”
“Runaway? Nick, we are only sixteen years old. We can’t get married right now.” I said smiling at him.
“Do you not want to marry me, Summer?”
“I want to be with you forever, but, sixteen Nick, sixteen.” He smiled big at me with a little laugh.
“Okay Summer, but when your eighteen, your mine.” He said and rolled over on top of me and kissed me again. “Do you love me?”
“Yes, and Nick, I'm yours already,” I said.
“Good because I love you too,” Nick said.
Nick and I have known each other since kindergarten. We fell in love with each other in the eighth grade. We both are starting our junior year of high school together. Being with someone like Nick has been a dream come true. I love him more then words can express. The last four years with him was something no one thought would ever last as long as it has. Over the years I only fell in love with him more and more. We are always together. Nick and I gave ourselves to each other in our freshman year. Ever since then he mostly sneaks into my window at night and is gone before the sun comes up. I think my parents are on to us, but they haven’t said anything. Nick went to my father and asked him if he could marry me. It was so very special. My father had to laugh at him, but my father knew what I meant to Nick and told him he had to wait until we graduated high school.
“Are you excited for our junior year to start?” He asked me. I smiled up at him. We have this special place that we spend a lot of time at. Nick found it when he was in the fifth grade. He called it his hideaway. He shared it with me when we first got together. We live in Oregon and it is deep in the woods by where he lives. Nick has a lot of family issues. His father is a drunk and the joke of the town. His mother passed away when he was only six due to cancer. I never really knew her, but according to Nick, she was the glue that held his family together. After she passed away. Nick's father fell apart. He was a good man. Nick would tell me, but he turned to the drink when his mother died.
I have to say for the things that Nick has gone through he is a pretty well together guy. He is good at school and has a good head on his shoulders. He is kind and outgoing. Everyone just loves to be around him. He makes friends wherever we go. I'm a little on the shy side, but being with Nick makes things easier for me to open up. Nick is the life of the party. He loves me in a way that is very hard to explain. I remember growing up and watching romance movies and my mother saying things to me like, Things like that don’t happen in real life. Romance is something you have to work at, but my life with Nick has always been easy. Our love was just like out of the movies. He looked at me in a way that still made me blush. He still gave me butterflies when I knew he was coming or when he kissed me. His hugs were the best. They always felt like they meant something. I trusted him with my heart and my life.
“So about this back to school party tonight.” I started to say.
“What about it?” He asked me while playing with my hair. It's funny how Nick likes to braid my hair.
“Are we going? All our friends will be there.” I asked him. He nodded at me.
“Yeah butter, if you want to go.” He said. Butter, The wonderful nickname he gave me. When my lovely mother told him how she would catch me sitting in front of the refrigerator, door wide open and eating butter right out of the container. Now I was only three and four, but I guess I loved it. Nick found it cute and has been calling me that for years now.
“I do, I think it will be fun. Plus we will get to see our friends since they all went on vacation.” My best friend Kimberly had gone to Hawaii with her family for the summer and I haven’t seen her in almost three months. Kimberly and I have been best friends since preschool. Only because our mothers were the best of friends. We actually fit well together. Kimberly had been dating Nick’s closest friend John since our freshman year. The two of them fought like cats and dogs. Between me and Nick we had no idea how the two of them have even lasted this long. Kimberly always told me it was a love and hate thing, but she secretly envied mine and Nick’s relationship. I told her that I had wished everyone knew what I felt.
“It will be good to see everyone. Come on butter, let’s get you home before your mom kicks my ass.” Nick said and I laughed at him. He stood up and reached down for me and pulled me up into his arms. His lips found mine and we kissed. “I’ll never get tired of kissing you. Your lips were made for mine.” He said. Nick always said things like that to me. Our love made me dizzy most times. Not a bad dizzy, but the good kind.
“My heart was made for you,” I said to him. He turned me and pressed me against the back of the car.
“If you say things like that I’ll never get you home in time.” I just bit my lip and smiled at him. His lips crashed into mine again and his hands went up to the back of my shirt.
“Stop being bad,” I whispered.
“I can’t help it.” I just smiled as his lips touched my neck. He gave my whole body goosebumps. I loved every minute of it. The next night I was in my room getting ready for the back to school party being put on in the woods by our fellow classmates. This was something that had happened every year right before school starts. Nick and I don’t drink or do drugs, but there are always good stories to tell the next day. Last year a guy and a girl were passed out naked in the back of a truck and their pictures were shared all over the internet. Most of the kids just go to drink and have sex. I just enjoy the time with our friends. Half the time we are all off on our own and just sit back and people watch. It still makes for a good night. Nick, of course, was waiting downstairs for me. He was sitting in the living room talking with my father. I stood in the hallway and watched him.
He was so good looking. With his dark chocolate-colored hair and big brown eyes. He was built like a train, strong and had three tattoos. One of them was of my name he got for my sixteenth birthday. He got it on his back shoulder blade. His older brother wanted to be a tattoo artist and gave Nick his tattoos. I thought he was crazy but it was the sweetest thing I had ever seen. He had it done on his back shoulder blade with a sun setting behind it. I took a picture of it and it has been my screen saver ever since. There was no doubt in my mind that he loved me. Even though he tried to prove it every day. “What are you looking at?” I heard him say and it brought me out of my train of thought.
“You,” I said walking out into the living room. He smiled at me with that smile that makes me melt every time I see it.
“You kids be good tonight and stay safe.” My father said.
“We’re always good,” I said to my dad as I kissed him on the cheek. Nick took my hand in his and lead me out to his old truck. We met up with our friends out deep in the woods and the party was already thumping. The music was loud and people were having a great time.
“Summer!” I heard my name and looked around to see Kimberly coming towards me. She had already found John and they were of course arm in arm. Kimberly threw her arms around me and we hugged for a good minute. “It’s so good to see you.” She said.
“It’s good to see you too. How was Hawaii?” I asked her.
“It was great, but it would have been better if you were there.” She said. Right before summer had started, I was invited to go with her family to Hawaii, but I couldn’t leave Nick for an entire summer. Even though he was pushing for me to go, I knew he really didn’t want me to go, but that’s Nick, always thinking about me first. In the end, I knew I couldn’t be away from him that long. The party was still bumping well into the night. It was around one in the morning when I started to yawn.
“Are you tired Butter?” Nick reached over and whispered in my ear. I nodded at him. Kimberly and John had taken off over an hour ago and most of our friends were off dancing or doing their own thing. “Let me go and see if John and Kim are ready to go. They are probably drunk and need a ride.” He said and kissed me, told me he loved me, winked at me and took off. I just smiled as I watched his cute ass run off into the trees. I realized that about a good thirty minutes had gone by. I grab my things and started to head towards the car.
“Hey Julie, if Nick comes back here can you tell him I went to the car?” I asked. She nodded at me and I headed out. The closer I got to where the cars were parked I could hear yelling. I started to walk a little faster as I recognized one of the voices to be Kimberly.
“John knock it off. You’re too drunk to drive!” Kimberly was yelling. I could see Nick trying to get John out of the car. John had his car started and kept making it move back and forth and Nick was to close to the car for my liking.
“Nick!” I yelled out. He turned and looked at me and at that moment my whole life was ripped away from me as John turned the car and ran Nick over. It all happened so fast. I could hear screams and I saw only blackness. I watched at a fast pace, the last four years of my life with Nick flash in my brain. I laid there on the ground in complete silence as the stars and moon were the only things I could see. I sang softly to myself. Something I do when something bad is happening. “I’m just a little black rain cloud, hovering over the Hunny tree.” Disney was always my go-to.