"Did you find the key already?" I asked.
"Not sure what you mean about that but I know I found something," a voice that wasn't Chris's answered.
"What do you want Michael?" I asked the man holding me tightly to him.
"I want you," he whispered into my ear and started kissing me along my neck.
"Stop it. Let me go," I said loudly. He had trapped my arms against the side of my body so I couldn't move.
Michael was suddenly gone. I turned around and saw that Drew and the guys had pulled him off of me and were now standing protectively between me and Michael.
"I believe I heard her say stop," Drew said darkly.
"This isn't your fight Andrew. This is between me and Ria," Michael spat at him.
"When you mess with my sister, you had better be prepared to mess with me and the guys," Drew said equally as savagely back at him.
Michael then played it stupid by trying to charge at my brother. Drew saw what was happening so he made his move and the next thing I saw was Michael lying on the floor. All the guys took a chance to kick and/or punch him. It was starting to get really violent so I jumped in to intervene.
"Guys, stop it. Do you want to get kicked off of the football team?" I yelled.
They all stopped and then Kurt said, "He deserves this after what he did to you."
The rest of the guys agreed.
"I won't let you all get kicked off of the team for a scumbag like him," I sneered while pointed at a moaning Michael writhing on the floor.
I was feeling somewhat guilty for what I let happen to Mike. Even after what he did to me, no one deserved a whole pack of guys from a football team beat them up. So when the guys left, I helped him up and took him to the nurse's office.
"Oh dear," the elderly lady said when she saw us come in. "What happened here?"
Before I could say anything, Michael answered, "I was coming down the locker-room stairs when I missed a step and fell down half of them."
"Oh, you poor dear," the nurse cooed. "I am just going to go and get you some ice for those bumps." She walked out of the room and an awkward silence fell heavily upon the room.
"Ria," Michael said, "I just want to apologize for everything that I did to hurt you."
"I truly don't understand why you did what you did Michael. Was it so hard to just wait for me?" I asked him.
"I honestly don't know what happened to me, but I am truly sorry," he said sincerely.
"It is going to take me some time to forgive and forget what you did. It isn't going to happen over-night, if it ever does happen," I told him.
"I completely understand that. Ria, all I ask is that you try to," he said.
"I won't make any guarantees," I told him. I walked out of the nurse's office and made my way to Chemistry. I was late but the secretary, Cheryl, gave me a late-pass so Ms. Nelson didn't mind.
When I sat at the table with Chris, he leaned over and whispered, "What happened?"
"I will tell you later," I mouthed back to him.
Classes went by as usual for the rest of the day. I didn't see Michael at lunch so I figured he went home. Chris was sitting at our table now.
I was guessing his curiosity was getting the best of him because as soon as I sat down he asked me, "What happened to make you late for Chemistry?"
"My brother and his friends thought it would be fun to beat someone up," I informed him, my voice quiet so the guys wouldn't get upset again. "Once they left, I helped him to the nurse's office."
"Who was it they beat up?" he asked too loud.
"The jackass," Jordan said.
At the same time, Ryan said, "Mike."
"Why did you help him?" Chris asked me.
"You helped that worthless piece of trash?" Drew demanded.
"Thanks Chris," I scolded him. "Yes, Drew, I helped him. Now, if you boys will all excuse me, I have to go to the library to relieve Lucinda."
I got up because I could feel my temper boiling. I was ticked off at the guys and so I walked out of the lunch room as fast as I could. I took over for Lucinda at the desk and then pulled out my book. I was almost finished but I still couldn't figure out who the antagonist was. LeAnn Thomas was amazing at writing mystery/thrillers. Her books were very unpredictable.
I am guessing that the guys warned Chris about my temper and that he shouldn't approach me when I got into one of my moods. It was better to stay away from me when I got into one. My moods could get fierce, but I rarely took them out on people. Mostly the punching bag in our basement or the pavement for a good run.
After school let out I had to go to work. Drew and I drove home and then I got my car and left for work. I was upset that I couldn't do homework while I was working. If we weren't busy, I sometimes pulled out a textbook to do some reading that was due the next day.
Throughout my shift, my bad mood slowly got better and I became calmer. This was in great part thanks to Kyle. "Lil Boy" could always make me laugh. By the time I made it home, I had calmed down completely. When I had finished my homework, it was twelve-thirty. I changed for bed and for the second night in a row, I fell asleep almost instantly.
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Secrets, Lies and LoveTeen Fiction
Andria and her twin brother Andrew live in small town Minnesota. They are just starting their senior year of high school when things begin to change. Over the summer, Andria broke up with her first love and now his cousin moves to town. However, the...