Unwavering devotion [Complete, 18+]

CHAPTER 9: TROUBLE ALWAYS FOLLOWS

THE DAYS TURNED INTO WEEKS AND I HAD YET AGAIN SETTLED INTO A      routine. We were nearly finished with the Spitfire but the team which I had grown closer to and myself grew reluctant for it to be taken away. We'd spent so much time on getting it perfect: to how it was meant to be that the thought that it could be owned by any man with money to spare was unpleasant to say the least. My friendship with Derrick in particular had strengthened despite the fact that he knew I wasn't telling him something. The rumours circulating that I was gay had escalated but to be perfectly honest it didn't really matter to me, though I could tell that it affected Derrick. All the people who mattered to me knew the truth and that was what was important. 

The moments when I wasn't covered in oil, I either covered myself in sweat to release some tension or got to know my beautiful mate further. She had been reluctant at first as she found it hard to trust having been let down many times before. She wouldn't tell me more about what had happened but I felt that there was something or someone who had really hurt her in her past, and I hoped that one day she would be able to tell me. I knew her rota by now and managed to find a reason for visiting at least every other day when I knew she would be there. Philips and his friends were actually helping in that regard and sometimes I even stopped dodging or rolling with the ill-formed blows as blood gave me a prolonged stay. 

Whenever I had visited she hadn't tried to kiss me again and I didn't want to push her into something she didn't want to do. Being able to hold her for a few brief moments at the end of each session was enough for now though each time it was harder to let her go. She fit perfectly against me: her head resting on my chest right above my heart and I'm sure she heard it race whenever she snuggled closer. The first time I had hugged her she had frozen; hesitant to return the gesture, but eventually she did when I refused to let her go. Luckily no-one had walked in on one of our hugs yet and I just prayed our luck would hold as I'm sure she would have gotten into a lot of trouble. Despite this possibility though I couldn't stop myself from doing it again and again. 

Carol was being as slutty as ever and I hated how sad, after disgust faded that is, Belle would look whenever she made a move. I never returned any of her advances and repeatedly told both of them that I wasn't interested in Carol. At the time Belle always seems to believe me but I fear that she doubts it whenever she sees Carol's new slutty attempt as Belle closes off slightly from me and I have to convince her once more. Shoved physically out of my daydream I managed to recover my footing before I fell over. Glancing around at the usual culprits I barely held in a sigh as one of them cracked his knuckles: a cliché if there ever was one. I was surprised to find them here as feeling guilty for my sister I had decided to fill my spare hour in the library. Nikki had gotten so stressed with her forthcoming exams that I knew she would ace but despite her foster family trying to calm her they weren't being successful. I couldn't contact her, it wasn't safe, but if she were struggling and frustrated then I would too. 

"Can I help you?" I asked politely not needing this right now having already been thoroughly distracted from learning about sentencing. 

It was something that Derrick had said which had made me curious into looking into the subject. He was up for early parole for good behaviour and I wanted to find out if that was a possibility for my case: the likelihood was low I still wanted to try. 

"As a matter of fact you can. You see I've had a bad day and my boys here suggested that you would be perfect to get my fucking frustrations out on. But then you just had to make it fucking hard to find you, so now I'm even more pissed off. Boys drag him to the back, we don't want any company."

Wanting to be near my mate after the news I'd just read I didn't fight them as they forcefully picked me out of my seat, despite the fact that they wouldn't be able to move me an inch if I had resisted.