okay so here's the next chapter. Where it finally happens!
Chapter 6 ---Monday---
I tapped my foot against the ground at a quick beat as I waited impatiently. I checked my watch. He's late. That's strange. He's never late. Heck, he scolds me for being two seconds late.
"Trevor where are you?" I called out to the sky. I checked my watch repeatedly, waiting for him to show up. I can't imagine what happened if he were hurt. I felt impatient with the possibility he might be hurt, defenseless and I wouldn't be there to help him. I checked my watch one last time before I stormed off to my car.
I sat in front of the TV with my feet pulled to my chest. I didn't have the heart to tell my mom the truth. I had to lie and say I had something bad last night. I had taken a bath yet I still felt dirty. I shivered in fear as I remembered John on top of me and his lips on my body. I walked over to the bathroom and turned on the light and stood in front of the mirror. I lowered the neck of the shirt I had changed into to expose my neck. I looked away immediately. I felt myself begin to tremble. I sheepishly looked back into the mirror and my shaking hands pulled down my shirt again.
I had what looked like hickies on the side of my neck and it was slightly red where John had licked me. I breathed out, more like a whimper. I jumped as I heard a frantic knock on the door. The knocking continued impatiently. I released my shirt, leaving the marks out of view. I headed to the door and opened it to see a very stressed out Nathan before me. He seemed automatically relieved to see me in one piece.
"oh thank god Trevor. You're alright," Nate said as he pulled me into his arms.
"Of course I am," I said
"What happened," he asked releasing me.
"I threw up," I said. "But I'm perfectly fine now, so don't worry. It was a sort of a onetime thing," I said. I definitely didn't want to tell him about the incident with John.
"Oh that's good," he said relieved.
"So do you still want to do a session today?" I asked.
"I don't know. Are you well enough?" he asked. I nodded.
"Okay then," he said. I pulled on my shoes and we headed off to his house. We entered his house to find it empty. On the table we found a note.
Left for dinner. We'll be back at 9 pm. Brittney is at Jessica's.
Mom and Dad
PS Hi Trevor
"So much for inviting me in the family," Nate muttered since they left him behind again. We went up stairs and began to study. Nate recommended we take a break after an hour. I put my pencil down and closed the textbook. We sat on the floor next to each other in front of the coffee table.
"What happened to you?" he asked without looking at me.
"I threw up in second period," I said.
"No. What happened?" He said sharply.
"What do you mean?" I said. I had a bad feeling about this.
"You were perfectly fine when I talked to you in first and I personally walked you to class as it couldn't have been something you ate. What happened in those five minutes I left you before second?" He asked more specifically. My mouth opened then closed. I had no excuse to give. I was cornered. I lowered my head to look down at my lap.
"Um, well, I, um," I couldn't bring myself to tell him.
"It's okay. You can tell me," Nate smothered. I let out a breath and surrendered.
"John," I whispered.
"What about John?" Nate already know him from last year.
"He, um, tried to, err, kiss me," I said. I lowered my head as I pulled the neck of my shirt down to revel the marks on my neck that I had gotten when John kissed my neck. Nate froze in shock. I released my shirt and dropped my head into my hands in embarrassment. I had told him I was weak and so vulnerable. I felt ashamed.
"He took advantage of you? That bastard!" Nate swore under his breath.
"It's all my fault," Nate began to blame himself. I took my face out of my hands.
"No it's not," I began.
"It is. If only I had been there, this wouldn't have happened," Nate said. I tried to speak but he cut me off.
"But don't worry. No one. NO ONE is going to take you away from me. Nobody will ever do that to you. So I'll protect you," Nate said as he put his hands on my arms. Compassion in his eyes. My heart began to race and my face flushed. in that moment we felt no one, thought of no one but each other.