The Boy Next Door

Chapter 9

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Honey.

 I woke up weary and was surprised to see the creamy walls surrounding me instead of the sterile gleam of the hospital wall. I sat up completely surveying the room. It all then came rushing back to me. The events from the day before, starting from 'the news'. And finally after a good solid 10 hours a few feelings rushed into me with overwhelming force and tears gushed out of my eyes, spilling down my face like solitary rain drops. I sobbed until my eyes ran dry. I scratched forcefully at my reddened eye lids and pulled the duvet off me. I staggered towards my door feeling comfort as my feet plunged into the plush carpet. I was walking out the door only to stop short as i saw Lamar groping yet another girl. I waited until they had walked downstairs. Without further delay i stepped outside fully and continued my journey towards the bathroom door. Once the door was shut i ran the tap into the bath tub. I stripped and stepped in sinking down slowly. The water burned and i tried really hard not to cry out or get back out. So there i sat in the scalding water gripping onto the edges of the bath with my eyes shut tightly.

5 minutes later and my body had adjusted to the heat of the water. I closed my eyes, relaxed this time, and unconsciously reminisced about all the events that had happened the day before yet again. All the feelings that enveloped me were so strong that the emotion that failed to appear burst out just like before while I was in the room but even stronger this time. It was as if the water was melting all my worries again. I started crying not out of sadness, but relief and pain and confusion. I laughed and my luck. It was just my luck. I wiped the tears from my eyes and stood up wobbly. I spent 30 good minutes in that water until my feet were wrinkly and sweaty weird but true. I got out of the bath tub and looked around. It then hit me that I didn’t have a towel with me. I panicked silently wondering what to do. I decided after a minute or two that I didn’t have a choice. I grabbed up my dirty clothes and wrenched open the door. I stop for a split second in absolute shock. Lamar was standing right in front of the door his hand in the shape of a fist as if he were about to knock the door. His eyes widened in shock and mine were almost popping out. I quickly stepped back and shut the door firmly in his face.

‘What is wrong with you can’t you knock’

‘If you didn’t see correctly I was just about to do that’

‘Well…’ I was lost for words ‘there isn’t any way to justify what you just did’

He chuckled deeply, did he think this was some sort of sick joke ‘I didn’t try and justify it’

I stared at the door annoyed and shot dagger, if only he could see me now ‘what are you some sort of sick pervert who gets enjoyment in watching the Bits and bobs of young girls?’

‘What bits and bobs, I didn’t see anything to be honest’

That hurt a bit. I knew I wasn’t the curviest or the most developed but I was not completely flat.  At least I didn’t realise it until now that he had mentioned it.

‘Just step aside and let me get out.’ There was no reply so I called out his name. ‘Lamar?’ no answer, yet again. I sighed and opened the door slowly now wary. I saw there was no one in my path and made a break for my bedroom. Only a few centimetres away and I slipped and dropped right on my face. My knee suddenly had a burning sensation and I felt liquid run down my, I couldn’t be sure if was the water or my blood. I sat up and inspected the newly wet area. It was blood I sighed heavily again and wiped it away with my dirty clothes. I got up fully and made my way to my bedroom. I got inside and shut the door, locking it the process. When I had finish drying myself using the cream and towel I had found, I put on my bra and wrapped the heavy towel around me before making my way to Lamar’s room. I knocked hesitantly and he replied

‘Come in’

I popped my head around the door and asked briskly without showing any emotion ‘Do you have some clothes that I can borrow’

He stood up without answering and opened the door to his cupboard, a few items fell onto his head and I turned back grinning at my sheepishly. He handed me a pair of grey Nike tracksuits, socks and tight men panties.

I held up the pant and rose one eyebrow playfully at him ‘What is the meaning of these?’

He laughed back and all the annoyance that had been building up inside me died ‘I got them as presents from my aunt when I was 12 and I refused to wear them so you can have them now, that if you want clean underwear’

‘Well no, no I don’t’ I answered sarcastically. He must have been too stupid to hear it because he made his way towards me again trying to pry the items out of my hands. Luckily I was too swift for him and made shut the door narrowly missing his fingers. I giggled quietly to myself and I walked back across to my own room. After getting changed I went downstairs towards the kitchen to see him sitting down at the dining table tucking into a bowl of cereal.

‘Make some if you like’

‘What do you have?’

‘The same as before, you should know, you’ve stayed overnight in my house before’

I looked away awkwardly. That had caused us to become wary of each other. I would never have forgotten that fateful experience ‘Right’ I answered back lamely

After getting my own bowl, I sat opposite to him on the table and ate silently. There was such an awkward silence as I sat there.  He was lucky at least he had a phone to pretend to pay interest to. As I sat there all I could think about was the clock that was ticking in the background. After 5 minutes I had had enough. As I was about to start a conversation heard the clicking of heels in the direction of the kitchen. A few seconds later and Rochelle (Lamar’s mum) entered the room.

‘Hello baby’ she said pointedly looking at Lamar and ignoring me. She walked toward the counter and poured herself coffee into the thermo cup. It was always like this with her. She didn’t like me for reasons I didn’t know and for that I didn’t respect her like I would respect any other adult. I was about to carry on eating when she address me, NON RUDELY ‘Honey?’

‘Erm, yes Mrs Brown’

‘Call me Rochelle, your money from an anonymous relative has been sent here. Take half of it and buy clothes for yourself because you are going to be staying here for a while. Lamar you can take her. I’ll be back later early when you’re all in bed, I’ll be working later at the office’ she gave a little waved, dropped the heavy looking envelope and picked up her coffee before making her way out. I looked hesitantly at the bundle of money that lay before me. I peered into it and gasped there was approximately 10 bundles of £50 notes, how many note per bundle I didn’t no. I took the envelope and looked up at Lamar. He was looking back at me intently.

‘Should we go?’ I asked normally, well i thought it was normal but it came out as a whisper.

‘Yeah.’ He simply replied ‘Off to west aye.’

I am not posting until I get at least 50 reads here and on chapter 8.

Sarry .xxx