Crossing the Line

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A week or two later, I had gotten more comfortable at school due to the lack of how much I saw Andy, considering the fact that luckily he wasn't in any of my classes. Though, feeling watched had also become a not so foreign feeling. Most times no one was there, but in the classes I shared with Zack, it was him. He was always waiting there with his eyes on me, a wink ready to go. He was getting more and more ridiculous as our two month was approaching.

"Hey Gorgeous, ready to head out?" Zacks deep voice and warm hand on my shoulder pulled me gently out of my thoughts and reading. I had decided to spend the last hours of my school day reading in the library. Looking up at his kind face, I smiled and nodded, standing. He held my hand and told me about his date plans for us as we walked to his car, getting in.

"So, are you taking me home first or...?" I looked over at him and smiled as I asked the question, holding his hand. He chuckled and shook his head, continuing the drive to our magical grove.

"No need. Your parents know you'll be gone?"

"Yeah. Spending the weekend at Selines. Why?"

"Just checking." He smiled at me and then it was quiet, the only sound being the soft music playing in the car. I couldn't help myself from loosening my seat belt and leaning over to rest my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, we were at the familiar dead end of our little fairytale paradise. I excitedly jumped out of the car, Zack laughing and following me, taking my hand once more. We walked into the canopy but I noticed something new that was obviously not the work of nature, though it appeared that it had tried to reclaim the spot where a large tent with vines winding around it now stood. It was beautiful and mystifying. I couldn't stop staring and vaguely felt Zacks arm wrap around my waist.

"Do you like it?" His voice was soft in my ear and I instantly turned and smiled widely at him, kissing him.

"I love it..."

Later that night, as we sat together by our little fire pit just outside the tent, it was peacefully quiet. We had swam and laughed for hours and laid by the fire to dry off. He had serenaded me with his guitar and a song. Then, in his arms, I felt safer than ever before.

"Brooke..." His soft voice made me smile and I tilted my face up towards him, softly kissing him.

"Yes?"

"We... We should go inside..."

I smiled softly and nodded, kissing him again before letting him lead me into the tent. We fell onto the soft mattress he had set up inside and turned off the tents lamp, being left in the dark with nothing but the sounds of our breathing and moans.


It was oddly cold in the tent when I woke up. Once I had managed to pry open my eyes and fully wake up, I turned over with a smile looking to find Zack beside me... but he wasn't there. I felt my heart stop as I sat up and looked for him, clutching the edge of the blanket to my chest.

"Zack?" I called for him and there was no answer. "Zack?!" I rushed to get on my bra and shorts before crawling out of the tent, tucking my hair behind my ear and looking for him. The sound of chuckling and a camera flash made me whip around. I found a group of guys and a few girls laughing at me, taking video and pictures of me, Andy with his smug smirk being among them. I was on the verge of tears as I turned to run and ran right into in Zacks chest, feeling his strong arms wrap around me and his lips kissing my head. I nearly smiled, feeling faintly safe though a feeling of dread washed over me the minute he whispered in my ear.

"I'm sorry..." He un-clipped my bra and turned me around in full view of the group as a new wave of laughter and vulgar comments arose from them. I felt like I was in a nightmare. I wanted so badly for someone to pinch me and wake me up. Sobbing and screaming, I ripped myself from Zacks arms and ran as far as I could. I ran past Zacks and the others cars and kept running, ending up deeper in the forest than I ever had been before. I kept running until I tripped over a rock and fell...and fell...and fell...

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