Lovers

He showed up in class a week before my birthday. All my friends said he came just for me, others say he just got out if jail. The weird part is that on the side of his face there's this weird tattoo of a dragon from his cheek running down to his chest. He's in two if my classes and he's always looking out the window across street to the ocean. The bell rang for the next class but he didn't move, I walked over to him.

"Beautiful isn't it?" I asked

"Yeah." He breathed

"My name's Eve." I said offering him my hand

"Dave." Taking my hand softly in his

And that was it we became very close friends, we did everything together bike rides, kayak trips, movies even crazy late night parties. Then one night he kissed me on the lips hard yet soft and told me in my ear he'd love me forever and ever. One night I came home late from a study group I had. Mother was sitting at the dining room table with the phone pressed hard to her ear. She handed it to me, I picked it up carefully.

"Hello?" I asked

"Hello is this Eve Johnston?" A man asked

"Yes it is..."

"Hi I'm so sorry, but Dave is dead." He said softly 

I froze with the phone still pressed to my ear.

"He was walking home on the high way the trucker didn't see him and the time he did...well...it was to late."

I hung up the phone, and walked up to my room. I  closed the door and turned the music up loud that way my mother couldn't hear me scream his name into the dark cool ocean air.