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End of Chapter 2:
My green eyes then met the gleaming midnight blue eyes of the man I knew I must get to know more.
Chapter 3
Alison's POV
There he stood hands tucked in his denim, keeping himself warm from the fall breeze. Intriguing midnight blue eyes stood out against his brown hair that was ruffled by the wind.
A cheeky grin was on his face and yet I saw something different beneath his eyes, a look of disappointment maybe.
I gave him a warm smile as I adjusted the strap of my black tote.
"Baby Boy how's the party" Reid asked as he stepped ahead of me and greeted his friend with the knuckle bumping thing that I was hardly familiar with.
"The host late for his own party. Why that's probably not the best impression you could give out to your guest, but why not see for yourself Reid" Tyler said with a grin
"They hardly know I'm not here, they're too busy enjoying themselves." Reid added with a wicked smile. "And besides I had to pick up our guest of honor."
Tyler then looked at my direction then back again to his friend. Reid then introduced us with a quick wave of his hand.
"Alison this is Tyler Simms my oaf of a best friend, Tyler, this is Alison Gram not enough words can describe how terribly annoying she is"
With a childish smile he clapped his hands implying that he had made his point and was satisfied.
He then continued on "Now that we are done with this formal introduction I believe there is a party waiting for us"
Offering me the crook of his arm, I rushed to his side and gladly took his lead. Once the door was opened we were greeted by a louder sound coming from a huge speaker standing by the baby grand.
But before stepping inside I turned around and looked him in the eye. I mouthed to him the words "Nice meeting you" and he answered me back with huge grin.
"Definitely a person worth getting to know better" I thought to myself as I turned back my full attention to the party being held in the Garwin manor.
Reid then escaped my side and rushed to greet a bunch of guys standing at a corner. They were already quite far so I couldn't make out their faces.
I surveyed the place and saw that his so called humble abode was already trashed. Cups were laid astray all over the place and I saw a sculpture now lay broken on the floor.
There were a lot of guest milling around the room. Most of them were laughing their faces off and most of them were barely sober. A smile crept up my face. House parties were definitely my favorite.
Making my way through the crowd with great difficulty, I bumped into a few couples dancing heavily. Neon lights were flashing around and a good song was playing. I looked up and at the top of the stairs stood an attractive DJ.
A few people eyed me curiously and I gave them a small smile in return. I headed towards the guy who looked like a bartender.
I caught the eyes of Reid again and gave him a look that meant that I was clearly impressed.
After almost successfully making it to the other side of the room I felt an arm tugging my wrist. I gazed up and saw a man with a strong figure and possessed a mop of curly hair that just stood by his shoulders. Quite good looking actually.
"Hey there gorgeous" he said huskily "Wanna dance?"
Before I could utter a reply he grabbed me along and we then joined the mass of partygoers dancing about on the dance floor.
I could feel his body close to mine moving perfectly to beat of the music. I was enjoying myself for a while until his hands started roaming around my body.
"I think I've had enough" I said firmly to him. Instead of letting go, his grip on me tightened.
"Oh come on now, don't tell me you're not having fun" he said. And there it was in his eyes, all his intentions with me and clearly I wasn't in the mood for that.
"As a matter of fact, I'm not" I glared at him and then placed my foot heavily on one of his feet, he yelled out a cry of pain
"What the hell was that for you—"he started but with the loud sounds, his voice was drowned out by the music.
"Soft, sweet parting words" mumbling sarcastically to myself.
I clearly wasn't in the party mood anymore. I felt drained and I longed for a good night's sleep. Squeezing myself through some people who clearly were having fun, I stepped out to the gardens that greeted me earlier.
Soft sounds of flowing water drew me closer to the place. A fountain stood tall at the center and autumn leaves surrounded it. The blooms of the flowers now lay askew on the floor. I walked the narrow cobbled stone path and went over to the park bench that was directly in front of the fountain.
It was dark now with the moon as the only source of light. I was surprised to see that a figure was now occupying the bench. I peered closer and saw the same figure that greeted me earlier.
He seemed very distant and I think he was barely aware of my presence that stood near him.
"Tyler" I said with hesitation
He blinked a few times and again the look of disappointment flooded his eyes. He then gave me a slow easy smile and replied "Hey Alison"
"May I?" I looked at the empty spot beside him.
He scooted over to the left to give me a seat beside him. We sat in awkward silence and I fixed my gaze on the fountain that seemed to be very interesting that very moment.
"Alison Gram is it?" he asked. I turned my head around to face him and I drew a deep breath. Now that I got a closer look at his visage I clearly saw his amazing chiseled features. Deep set eyes of midnight color, a dimple on his right cheek and soft lips.
I must have been staring because he repeated his question again.
"Alison Gram is it?"
'Yes, why?" I answered with a look of confusion
"Are you the daughter of Michael Gram?"
I froze when his words escaped from his lips. I merely gave him a nod and looked again at the fountain that seemed to catch my interest earlier.
"We'll that explains the familiarity of your name, he's my dad's business partner. He's a frequent guest at my home. But forgive me if I'm wrong, but have we met before?" he asked
"Not that I recall, I hardly know where my dad goes and he rarely brings me anywhere with him" I said without emotion.
His face was void of any expression and I wondered what he was thinking about. Then suddenly a muffled ringing came from his pocket. He took it out and looked at the screen for the caller. A huge smile then came to his face. Standing up he excused himself.
I patiently waited for his return. Footsteps got my attention again and I looked up. His caller might have brought bad news because a saddened expression replaced the jolly smile he had awhile ago.
"Some thing wrong?" I met his intense gaze yet again.
I am always a fervent believer of the statement that the eyes are the window to one's soul. And this statement was proven correct the moment I looked into his eyes. He was very disappointment and my heart ached to reach out to him.
"A friend couldn't make it tonight" he shrugging his shoulders. He then looked up at the full moon peering by the clouds that hid its radiance.
"Got tied up?" I asked
He just gave me a nod and said nothing.
I busied myself by examining the scenery more closely. The garden was well designed with flowering plants that may have beautiful blooms during the summer and spring. There were a few benches located at the other side of the garden. This clearly was a location of Mrs. Garwin's many garden parties, which purposely was to entertain her fellow elite matrons.
To break the awkward atmosphere.
"So…" I said but at that very moment he said the very same thing.
An amuse grin spread across his face and I too couldn't hold back a smile.
"You go first" I directed politely
"How'd long are you planning to stay here?" he asked
"Couldn't wait to get rid of me are you" I tilted my head and added a wicked smile
"It's not that, I find your character a pleasing change and I think we'd become fast friends."
Sending a questioning look, he continued on with mirth in his eyes "You're a good friend of Reid's. He's mention the many antics you did when you were younger. I know all about it don't try to deny those. And not everyone has the patience to deal or participate with his antics, so you and I have something in common"
"Well Tyler I guess your right." Sending a mischievous glance. "And to answer your question a while ago, I'm transferring to Spenser and will finish the two terms left of high school."
"Oh" he said slowly, the mirth in his eyes not leaving "We'll I think I've got enough reasons to get to know you more. So where did you grow up?"
"We'll my mother was originally from here but when she married my father she moved with him to Boston and that's basically where I grew up. Visiting my grandparents every so often during the holidays"
"So why the sudden move" he asked me as his interest suddenly perked up.
"Mom gave a generous donation to her Alma Matter earlier this year. She wanted me to transfer as the year started but I never got the chance to make my mind up until now." I added with a shrug. Clearly Reid hasn't told Tyler about what had happened earlier and that was something I could thank him for.
No matter how tiresome and annoying Reid can be. Not to mention hits on every girl he sees with no intention of being part in a serious relationship, he can be a dear friend. In fact he's the only person I could rely on and call my true friend.
I can say I have a number of acquaintances but I have never given a single thought that one of them would lay out their life for me. Quite the opposite would happen really, I think they prefer to see me fall from my good graces and embarrass myself to the highest level.
But through the years, I have not stumbled. And I think it was wise of them to hold their tongues and play the part of a completely plastic friend. And with that ensured friendship, this granted them privileges I came to enjoy as I grew up. Oh the grand friends of the elite. A sarcastic smile was spread across my face.
"Is there something funny" His face was now etched with a look of confusion.
"Oh nothing, just a passing thought" I laughed sadly "You wouldn't understand"
"Oh, try me" he leaned closer with a determined look on his face
"I just thought of the friends I left back home and compared them to Reid. There doesn't seem to be a single similarity I can point out."
"We'll I image your friends to be impeccably and immaculately dress like you and I can hardly imagine Reid's sense of fashion matching up to theirs" he laughed "Imagine Reid in a skimpy dress with the highest heels you can imagine"
Now I was laughing so hard holding my stomach gasping for breath.
"Hey I heard that" a growl interrupted us from the trees.
I yelled a cry of surprised and fell out of the bench. "Reid don't you do that again" I mumbled from the floor
"I'm suppose to be insulted but then again I think I would look hot as a girl" Reid took my seat and pretended to battle his lashes to Tyler
"Don't you think so" Reid said in a high pitch voice as he tried to mock a girl, Tyler continued to laugh.
"Man you're crazy, if I'd know better, I'd say you're gay." Tyler exclaimed
I eyed them closely as Reid continued to flirt with Tyler. Laughter continued on. I must have been silent for a while and Reid caught my attention.
"Are you enjoying the view from down there Alison?" he asked teasingly as raising his eyebrows
"We'll I'm having a wonderful time here Reid, did you know that the soft muddy ground is very comfortable and is now very appealing to me. But then the comfort given by the bench would have been better if you hadn't taken my seat." I said sarcastically
He then stood up and offered me his hand. It seemed like time has repeated itself but instead of bright blue eyes looking down on me, I met the gleaming midnight blue eyes of Tyler Simms.
"Thanks" I added with a warm smile
"No problem but I think that your jeans are ruined for the night though." Tyler pointed out.
With Reid comfortably sitting on the bench with his right arm stretch out onto the beach looked at us intently "She can see that genius!"
Another gust of wind came and I felt cold with my jeans soaked by the mud.
"I think I better step inside, I'm wet and I need to change" I indicated with the mess splattered on my jeans.
The clouds now were covering the moon that once illuminated light. The gardens were now quite dark and especially at the corner we secluded ourselves in. I could see minimal light coming from the ballroom as it peaked through the windows.
"I think I can be of assistance to that" Reid stated in the dark
I couldn't give him a questioning look for he clearly can't see it.
"Reid I don't think you could manage to get all this mud of me" I said.
I barely heard his reply but I heard some words that sounded like I can. But before I could utter another word, "Reid don't" Tyler said in a serious voice.
His voice then soften instantly "Alison, ill show you the washroom so you could fix yourself up"
"Ravish her won't you" came an irritated voice from Reid. By the shift of their moods, I realized that they came about an argument by which I didn't follow and understand.
Hours later and as stated by the clock in one of the Garwin's many guest rooms, it was 2 in the morning. I groaned silently as I stretched my arms. My whole body was sore and was screaming for a good night's rest.
I slipped on a skimpy white chemise and shorts that barely reached the middle of my thighs. I pulled of the covers of the huge poster bed that stood before me. As I lay down comfortably on the right side of the bed I felt empty and lonely.
The party distracted me from the events that happened this morning and with Tyler's company I felt happy again. But who was I kidding, I had no prospects of a home and no family to go back to. Tossing around for good hour I finally drifted off to a pitiful sleep.
I found myself walking in a narrow dark hallway. And at the end of the hall there stood a door. It was closed halfway and peeking through it was a bright light. Curiosity and fear of the dark led me closer.
With the use of the palm of my hand I pushed the door and let myself through. I heard noises which sounded like a person gasping for breath. Searching the room to locate the sound, I laid my eyes on a woman lying sickly on the bed.
Her frame was fragile and with the white sheets over her, her pale skin blended as if blood was drained from her face. Her green eyes were bloodshot and sunken. There was no life in her. I stood paralyze for a second.
A stroke of familiarity then came to me and I then rushed to her side. She lifted her hand with great effort and I grasped it firmly supporting the weight of her arm.
"Mother" I said softly as tears cascaded my now pale cheeks.
"He-elp meee pl—ea-se" she begged
"How mother how?" I searched for an answer that may be written on her face, but to my great dismay there was none.
Then suddenly her white sheets became stained with red spots. I released her hand and grasped hold of the sheets. I tore away the sheets from her and at her side I knew she was bleeding
"Mother what's happening?" I asked frantically. I rolled up the sheet and pressed it to her side to control the bleeding.
"DDDa—gers on my sk—in"
"I don't see anything, mother please, your just imagining things" I whimpered
"My s—oul is drif—ting awaa-y Allli—son, noo aa-ir" she whispered.
I looked around, but no one was there. With all my strength I screamed
"Help any one, please. Heeelp" Another batch of tears broke again freely.
She lifted her hand again with a pained look on her face. I got her hand immediately and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
I felt something different against my hand. It wasn't her cold skin against mine. It was of a rough texture. I looked down and saw a piece of paper folder neatly resting on top of her hands.
"Tta—ke it" she said with a dead expression. She then took a final gasp and along with the final words she mouthed to me.
"I love you Alison"
A tear rolled down her haggard face and then her life was taken from her. I hugged her lifeless body and I felt her blood seeping through the green summer dress I worn.
I awoke from my nightmare and replayed my mother's death. I felt another batch of tears streaming down my cheeks. I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. Hugging my knees to my chest, I felt my body shaking. Taking a deep breath but I failed miserably to calm myself.
I finally stopped the tears that were freely flowing. I looked outside and saw that the dawn has not broken the dark sky yet. I stood up grabbed a blue hoddie hanging carelessly on the chair. I stepped outside my room and closed the door firmly behind me.
My bare feet touched the carpeted floor. I looked around and no one was there. The hollow feeling in my heart crept back again. I was alone and to make everything worse, silence was around me.
Cups littered all over the floor and I could care less. I strode slowly to the room. As I stood in front of the door I suddenly found comfort. As I opened the door a man lay asleep peacefully in his bed.
As I surveyed his room it was surrounded by many medals and different photographs hanging on the wall.
I stepped closer to the bed where Reid lay asleep. His blond hair was everywhere. He looked peaceful in his sleep and it was a shame to wake him up.
I felt a chilly wind surrounding me yet there wasn't a window open. I felt numb again and I needed a familiar person with me to somehow ease the pain.
I climbed the bed and lay beside him, I snuggled closer to him and as if he were awake he wrapped his arms around my waist drawing me closer to his warmth. I then closed my eyes hearing the familiarity of his breathing and I allowed the exhaustion to take over.
Sunlight was peeking through the dark curtains shone brightly on my face. I cursed silently and buried my head under the pillow to cover my eyes from the light.
"Uh morning already" I grumbled underneath.
Then suddenly the door of the room opened with great haste and slammed loudly against the wall.
"Garwin" came an angry booming.
Suddenly I became aware of the presence of another person, I was taken aback by his threatening voice. I rolled over the rim of the bed, fell down and with that felt my back hit the sharp hard edge of the nightstand.
"Ow" I moaned
I saw a tall figure hovering above me and then a look of concern was written all over his face. He posses the warmest brown eyes I've seen. He lowered himself down to look me in the eye and asked.
"Are you ok?"
Author's Note: Hope you like it. Comments, suggestions anything. Oh if you've got any ideas for different fall clothing I'd really appreciate that. Thank you.
