*Charlie’s POV*
Poetry was something I loved dearly. It was a way to express myself to the world, a way to get out all the hatred and rejection, love and loss in my system. No matter how hard I tried though, I couldn’t put into words how wrong I’ve felt since what Rex did.
I sat at the end of my sisters piano bench, wathcing her small still chubby with baby fat fingers glide from key to key. It was so calming, sitting on this bench, listening to this music, knowing that Riley didn’t blame me. He didn’t think I’d brought it on myself. In his eyes, I was the victim.
Was I the vitim..?
I’d read a few things online-because if the information was there and I didn’t need to worry about anyone else knowing, I’d use it. If I went to any expert they’d tell my parents. Who still didn’t know I was gay. So the internet had explained a few things to me.
Thing number one-make sure I wasn’t.. infected. Which I wasn’t, I’d checked. I was all good in that section. Thing number two-it told me I should inform authorities for my sake and the sake of others… but…. I couldn’t do it. It was to terrible to admit.
Thing number three. The vitims well-being. All the sites and online experts said to make sure the victim didn’t feel like the one at blame. But the funny thing was, sitting here in retrospect, I felt I was at blame if not fully at least a little.
Who else was this stupid? I’d started dating a guy who I had no prior background information on. When he’d made an unwelcome move towards me and I’d resisted he’d gotten angry. He was impatient, snappish, and I didn’t get a good vibe from him. Yet.. I still went to his house?
So though what Rex had doen was cruel… maybe it wasn’t all his fault.
I sighed as Isabella’s song came to a solid end. My angel little sister.. Could anything like that ever happen to her? I shudder at the very thought, lenaing over to sling an arm around her and mess up her hair with my hand. “Isabella… you’re not allowed to date” I inform her.
She huffs, annoyed “How come your allowed to date!”
I smile at her child-likeness “Cuz I said so. It’s not like I’m dating right now anyways…”
“Liar!” she pouts, jutting out her lip and smashing a small fist onto the piano. The noise made should never be repeated “I’ve seen that boy going into your window at night! One time I peeked into your room well he was there and he was holding you pressed agisnt the wall… isn’t he the boy from-”
I cover her mouth with my hands “Isabella! It’s wrong to say and assume things like that!”
She pushes my hand off “But your face is all red! I’m right!” she squeals delightedly.
I groan “You are not allowed to tell mom and dad!” I growl. Inside I’m freaking out.
“Why?” she asks, eye’s rounding. “are you breaking the rules?!”
Breaking the rules was the worst possible thing in my sisters eye’s.
“No! you know me better then that!” her eye’s soften slightly “Mom and dad just… it’s not the right time for them to meet him, you know?” I do not want to imagine Riley meeting my parents. “So, don’t tell them yet… give it.. A little time?” I plea.
She glares at me, assessing the potential threat of getting in trouble for covering for me “You have two weeks” she holds up two fingers to deliberately make a point. “Then I’m going to tell them. Because paretns need to know these things” she grumbles.
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When I arrive at school Riley sits propped against my locker, eye’s closed, ipod in. No other kid recently out of the closet would be so calm-he was basically inviting someone to do something cruel. But nobody had.. And would anybody really dare? They knew as well as I did, Riley was a dangerous person.
When I approached him, I gave him a light kick against the leg, alerting him to my presence. He opened his eye’s, looked up, and smiled happily. Pulling the ipod from his ears he carelessly stuffed it in his back pack, getting to his feet and then hugging me. I tried not to blush myself to death.
When he finally decided to release me, I sucked a big breath of the oxygen he’d been deprieivng me of.
“Hey there” he ruffled my hair happily “Got any plans for summer?”
I roll my eye’s “That’s two weeks away dummy” I hit his chst in a week attempt at playfullness.
He takes my hand and holds it to his lips “I was kinda hoping we could hang out you know..”
I looked away from him, knowing he’d see the overwhelming emotion in my eye’s. Why.. How… he was just so heartbreakingly sweet to me. He treated me the same, if not more gently sicne the incident. More gently.. Was that even possible? A hand caught my chin.
“May I take that as I yes?” he asks, giving me a short cruel kiss.
“That depends… are you willing to meet my parents… as… my boyfriend?”
You could see how happy I’d just made him. “Do you think I’d say no to that?” he asked
I’m about to hug him this time, when I see someone staring. Holy shit…
Katy stands a little away, watching us with a look of scorn and hatred on her scarred face. She has bruises under her eye’s and her lip is busted and swollen. Girl’s like Katy never really looked bad, but she looked at her worst at that moment. I was startled.
“Riley..” I elbow him and he follows my gaze.
I’m looking at Katy so I don’t see Riley’sexpression, but whatever shows on his face has Katy adjusting her backpack and quickly fleeing down the hall. Curiosity nagged, but I can’t bring myself to look at Riley until I’m sure his expression is once again a smile. For a moment there….
“Yeah, I heard her and Rex got into some kind of accident or something” he yawned, as if this wasn’t huge news in my eye’s. Some kind of accident…? Right after I’d told Riley? A bad feeling formed in the pit of my stoamch but I pushed it away.
“Oh. That’s good I guess” I wouldn’t lie and say not seeeing Rex would make my life easier. But I felt sick. My hands were trembling, so I reached one out and grabbed Riley’s. I needed something to hold onto. And I cared about him so much… I refused to believe he’do anything.. Drastic…
He kissed my nose “Correct, it is. Now, may I have the honour of carrying your books to first period”
The bad feeling lifted itself off my heart. Noone so sweet could do anything like the images playing through my mind. I’d had to much bad luck lately and it was making me paranoid I guess. I give Riley my books and like the gentleman he is, he walks me to first class.
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Anywho, last Riley/Chalrie chapter of thsi book. want more? Comment and then check out the thrid book of the series titled 'Where dawn and dusk Meet' :) But seriosuly... comment first <3
