As I stepped off the bus I felt the cold breeze whip my hair around my head while, at the same time, beating my face to an uncomfortable looking shade of red. Of all the ways the weather could have gone today, it had to be cold.
"This is great, just great." I mumbled to myself.
As I stepped through the two sets of doors I stared searching for my friends. As I made my way to them I scanned the group for the familiar face. No sign of him today, I should stay safe.
"Hey!" Emma (my best friend) runs over to me and embraces me in a hug that isn't that pleasent. "Where were you yesterday?" I give her a nasty look as if to tell her, 'Im not in the mood.'
"What happened to you? You used to be all happy and now I can't stop pulling all of the invisible arrows out of my skin. Heck! Just last Friday you were fine and now you've turn into...into... THIS!" Throwing her hands into the air, she looks at me with a look of utter disbelief.
"I had a bad weekend," I try to explain, "That's all."
"What happened?"
"Id rather not talk about it." I look to the floor, to ashamed to look ay my best friend. I wanted to tell her, I still want to but there's no way she would understand. She would never know how I felt about the while situation and what really bothered me. This was the first time I had walked into the school with out my virginity. I felt dirty, used, and most of all, alone. I vowed to myself right then and there that I would never tell anyone, not even my parents, because the fear of getting rejected was just to much to handle.
As the bell rang I sighed and turned onto my heal in the direction of my first class. I was the last to leave the gathering spot, it was only natural. I had always been the slowest not because of my speed, I'd always been fast, but because of how much my thoughts impacted me. I looked up from the floor and immediately froze.
"Hello, Lauren." His voice echoed off the walls, instantly chilling me to the bone.
"What do you want?"
"You of course. Well, that is....AGAIN!" His laugh was like a dagger in my soul, only blackening my heart will every passing second.
"You got what you wanted, why don't you leave me alone?"
"Leaving you alone means being away from you," he purred, "I don't want to be away from you. I love you Lauren, or at least your body." He placed his hands on my hips moving them seductively around my back side. I hate that I loved it. I love the way his hands felt on me, making me feel wanted. I hated it.
"Get your hands off me." At this point, I noticed we were alone in the lunch room.
"No," he said sternly.
I looked to him, almost feeling sympathy for him. What was so bad in his life that he felt he had to turn to sex to make himself feel better?
"Brandon....." I couldn't say anything more, it hurt to much. He grabbed my hand.
"Come on, let's go to a more private place. It's just you and me baby." I heed to his power and follow him knowing he has to much power over me, I can't fight him.
As we make our way into the west classroom, I hear the lock of the door turn. I'm stuck here. I try to think of a way out but there is none. I sigh in defeat. Brandon turns to me arms open.
"Come here." I walk to him because I have no place left to go. As I walk into his arms he places his hands onto my lower back and stars to move lower simontaniously pushing me up against the wall."I love you baby." He kisses me with such a passion that my heart gives in. I know what is going to happen but I still love him, I have to give in anyway.
He moves down to my neck and kisses me there making me close my eyes.
The tears well up, I know its coming soon. I just lay there, either eyes closed or staring at the ceiling. I can't look at him. All strength I once had will be gone and I will never get to live a normal life ever again. But it will never be normal will it?
I stifle my screams and wait for the end. While I should have been enjoying this, because I loved him, I never felt more lonely in the world and I started to cry. It was over he had left and now I was here to wallow in pain. I sat there crying, already dressed when the door opened.
I look up to see who entered my little bit of hell. Then I heard the words I never would have thought o would hear from a guy.
He looked at me, eyes full of concern and asked, "Lauren, are you okay?"
