When We Were Younger | Book 1

That one night..

/Trigger warning!!!

This story contains: physical and mental abuse, explicit language, adult sexual scenes, r@pe, abusive relationships, violent and graphic written scenes about r@pe, sex, abuse and other mature subjects.

When you have experienced mental or physical abuse, r@pe, or are in an abusive relationship this story can be triggering and might not be for you.

Reader discretion advised!/

Tom (current):
It takes me all my self control not to text Sophie.
But not hearing her makes me insane.
I know she is with Marco, I know she is probably talking to him right now.

Should I text her? Nothing is wrong with a text, right? But what would I even text her... I have no reason to text her, at all.

"Are you coming?" I look up, furrowed.
"Go where?"
"We are supposed to meet Georg en Gustav, remember?"
"Oh right, sure, I'm ready."

Tom (Flashback):
It's been a month, since the incident.
Bill still can't go to school, so it's just me and Sophie.

Me and Sophie became a lot closer then before the incident. We were close already, but our bond is even stronger now.
Bill and Sophie were always much closer than me and her.
But for the last month it's always been just the two of us.

Daniel and his friends leave us alone for now, thankfully, just as the rest of the school. It's like we don't even excist.

It's Friday and tonight me and Sophie go to a little party. We are meeting with some friends at the pub.
We used to go there almost every weekend, except for the last month.
It's the only place where put bullies never come.

3 hours later:
I'm waiting for Sophie at the entrance of the pub.
She will be here any minute.

"Tom!" I turn my head and see Sophie coming my way.
"Hi, Sophie!"
We walk inside together and I get us something to drink. Our friends were already inside and we join them on the dance floor.

I can't help but stare at Sophie while she's dancing to the music.
I never noticed how beautiful she actually is.

Sophie:
We are all dancing enthusiasticly. I haven't felt this good in a long time. We are now on our fourth drink, and I am starting to feel a little bit drunk.

I feel eyes burning onto my back and when I turn around my eyes find Tom's.
I smile at him and he smiles back.

I grab his arm and pull him closer to me.
"Come on, dance!"
Tom is not the biggest dancer, but I manage to get some movement in him.

The music slows down and we stop moving, looking into each others eyes.
For the first time, I decide to act on my feelings, and get closer to him, slowly dancing.

He puts his hand on my waist and he moves his body, slowly dancing to the music, still looking into each others eyes.

My feeling for Tom take over and I put my lips on his, kissing him softly.

When I pull back I see a confused look on his face.
"Sorry." I say and I quickly turn around, running outside.

Tom:
I stay behind, trying to figure out what just happened.
It takes me a few seconds before I follow her outside but can't see her anywhere.
Where did she go? She can't be that far away.

I take my phone and try to call her, but it goes straight to voicemail.
I look around, until it hits me, I know where she is!

I walk to the back of the pub and see her leaning against the wall. "Sophie?" I say softly as I walk closer to her.

I stand in front of her and notice tears running over her cheeks.
I wipe the tears away with my thumb and look into her eyes, my face close to hers, and before I know it she puts her lips on mine again.

Sophie (current):
I open the front door, nervous, afraid, my heart beating wildly in my chest.
I walk inside, into the living room and I see him, Marco.

He smiles at me, looking at me with the most innocent eyes I have every seen.
"Honey," he says, standing up from the couch, walking towards me and kissing me on my cheek, acting like nothing has happened.

"We need to talk." I say, trying to sound as confident as possible.
The look on his face changes, his smile disappears, his eyes darken.

I set a step back, looking into his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes soften again and he takes my hand.
"I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

I look away, avoiding his gaze, but he puts his hand on my cheek and turns my head, forcing me to look at him. "Please?"
I nod and put a little smile on my face.

Tom:
"Let's take a break." Bill says annoyed, a deep sigh leaving his mouth.
He gets his cigarettes and gives one to me, taking me outside with him.

"Tom, what the hell is going on?"
I sigh, knowing exactly what he is refering to. I can't concentrate, I'm messing up the songs.

"We kissed."
"You kissed Sophie?"
"No, she kissed me." I correct him.
"Omg, Tom! Why did you do that?"
"I just told you she kissed me!" I say, and take a big drag from my cigarette and slowly exhale the smoke.

"I don't know what to do now."
"Maybe just do nothing." Bill says, shrugging his shoulders. "She has a boyfriend."
"Her boyfriend cheated on her." I remind him.
"They broke up?"
"I don't know, she was going to talk to him, I haven't heard from her since.."

"You have feelings for her?" Bill asks and I'm a little caught of guard by this question.
"I don't know."