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“Ialwayshave my camera with me.”
I stare at the picture in question and cherish it, just as much as I cherish the memory of that day. Valentina looks free as she jumps off in midair, her wild ebony hair blown by the wind as her broad smile takes center stage on her beautiful face. The picture was taken in that split second her eyes remained open before she crashed down into the water, shining with elation and joy that she was brave enough to take the leap after months of hesitation. My two best friends stand in the water beneath, cheering her on, love, devotion, and pride swimming in their eyes, ready to catch her in every leap she ever decides to take.
Valentina’s gaze continues on with her perusal of my homage, while her chest heaves up and down with my proximity.
“Is this why you never let me come up to your room before?”
I don’t reply, instead, I gently push her long hair away from her shoulder to leave her neck exposed to me, so I can plant a tender kiss behind her ear.
“You could have shown me these before.”
“I’m showing them to you now,” I say, peppering her neck with light feathered kisses.
She squirms in place but doesn’t move away.
“But you didn’t show them to me. I invaded your room.”
“Doesn’t matter. You’re here now.”
She turns around and faces me head on, sadness covering her every flawless feature.
“Why were you talking to Tracy Hollis today?” she questions sternly, her tone accusing.
“Why do you care?” I reply, taking a step back away from her, preferring to sit at the edge of my bed and keep my distance.
She mauls at her lower lip, the sign that tells me she’s not only pissed, but nervous too.
“I care,” she hushes, her eyes lowering to her feet.
An ugly piercing laugh leaves me, making her snap her head back to look me in the eye.
“Do you? From what I’ve heard, you’re Quaid’s girl now.”
Her brows crease in confusion.
“Where did you hear that?”
“Everyone in school is talking about the golden couple. Are you really going to stand there and tell me that they’re wrong?”
When she doesn’t respond and bows her head, my heart falls to the floor, like a fragile grenade ready to explode with the slightest provocation.
“So why would you care that Tracy was talking to me?”
“I didn’t like it.”
“Tough shit. I don’t like everyone thinking you’re only Quaid’s either,” I snap back at her, unable to hide my anger.
She keeps to her somber stance, but the way she fists her hands at her side shows me she’s just as upset as I am.
“Come here,” I order.
She straightens her spine and looks me in the eye, not moving an inch towards me.
“Come here, Valentina,” I repeat with a dominant tone.
Ever so slowly, she walks over to me, and my legs open wide so she can cradle herself in between them.
“I have no interest in Tracy Hollis whatsoever.”
