The Freak & The Geek || C.T.

(four)

I was way too tired and kept zoning out on the bus and because of that I had managed to find myself in Waterloo.

I didn't even know that this place of Iowa existed and now that I had seen it, I never wanted to see it again.

It was silent, an eerie type of silent. The deadly type of silent. The "oh shit I'm going to be dead with a knife in my face in about five minutes" type of silent.

My heart nearly jumped right out of my chest when I heard a dog bark viciously. Jesus Christ what dog is that, Cujo!?

I sighed, walking god knows where to try and figure out how the hell I was going to get back home.

Darryl's right, I am an idiot.

I let the tears flow freely, thinking about every terrible thing he has been doing to me lately. What has gotten into him? This was all so sudden. What the hell had I done to make him just have sudden outburst all the time?

I could barely see anymore due to all the tears that I had kept inside for almost three months now.

We weren't always like this. But I had this sense that the Darryl I fell in love with wasn't around anymore and was not coming back. Did I even know him at all?

'You don't deserve this shit, you got me?'

God why do I keep thinking about Corey?

He is the last guy on Earth that I would be interested in. His long hair, rough looking features. Ripped jeans, flannel shirt and Slayer tee shirt.

And yet, it all suited him so much to the point that I actually found him rather attractive.

Oh what am I thinking!? My life is already complicated enough. The LAST thing I need is to be developing feelings for another guy I barely know.

I hate being a teenage girl, total cliché, I know.

But now I have a legitimate reason to be saying so because now I am stranded in Waterloo, Iowa with no way of getting home and now a group of four tall, dangerous looking and very sketchy looking guys are walking towards me.

"Hey baby what's a sweet little thing like you doing in a place like this?" one called at me. Oh how I just wanted to disappear right then and there.

"She looks like she needs to be shown a good time boys, don't ya think?" Another one added causing a chorus of 'yeah's to erupt.

Darryl may have called me an idiot but I am not THAT dumb to stick around for the outcome of this one. Without another thought, I ran. I ran faster than I had ever imagined possible. I guess you're capable of so much more in the moment you think you are going to die.

But thankfully, luck was on my side for a moment and I got to live another day.

I ended up running through some trailer park, with no real idea of where I was going. Not like it mattered at this point.

But while running and not looking where I was going, I ran straight into something.

More like someone.

"Hey watch where the fuck you are going!" That familiar voice spat at me. I could hardly see, seeing as it was so damn dark but I lunged forward and hugged Corey.

"C-Corey, please help me" I cowered into his chest.

"What the hell? Olivia, is that you?" he asked.

I just nodded my head quickly.

"What the hell are you doing here? You shouldn't be in a shit hole like this."

"I-I know, something happened and I took a bus and I wasn't paying attention and I ended up here and I don't know how to get home and then these guys came up to me and wouldn't back off and are after me and I am so fucking scared and I'm gonna- "

My rambling and hyperventilating was cut off as Corey, without any hesitation, pressed his lips to mine, kind of forcefully. Well, that was one way to shut me up. I should have pushed him off of me right then and there. But I just couldn't.

Corey pulled away, to my dismay, and I saw his blue eyes twinkle a little. I probably had a look of shock on my face. He just flashed me a cute little smile.

"Please calm down, okay? I know you're scared but you're with me now so there is no reason to be. Okay?" he asked and I swear he was practically staring into my soul.

"Okay" I replied shakily.

He took my hand in his and told me he was going to take me back to his place.

"I didn't know you swore. I thought you were too much of a goody two shoes for that." Corey joked, trying to lighten the mood.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh shut up." This made him laugh. He had a nice laugh.

Jesus Olivia, get a grip.

"Well here we are. Casa de Taylor. Sorry it probably isn't up to your standards." Corey muttered that last part but I heard it loud and clear.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" I raised an eyebrow at him. If he was implying what I think he was implying, we were about to have a real problem.

"I mean uhm, well, uh. Well, I mean come on. I know your family is wealthy by the way you dress and no one of your class would be caught dead here and I know girls like you don't think very highly of guys like me." He explained.

"You've got to be shitting me right now." I spoke bluntly.

"Don't swear goody two shoes, I'm not used to hearing that from you." He once again, tried to lighten the mood.

"No honestly, if you seriously think I'm the kind of girl that only cares about expensive clothes, my rich 'friends' opinions, and am this self absorbed daddy's girl who uses his AMEX card on the daily you are so very wrong. You're giving me a place to stay for the night and saved me from my second bad situation of the night. I'm grateful, not a snob." Corey's jaw looked like it was about to drop. I wanted to laugh at his expression so hard.

"Wow uhm, shit I'm sorry Liv. It's just, all you rich girls- I mean, all the other rich girls act all the same. It's refreshing to me that you're not like that at all. Sorry for judging you." And in that moment, the big (well not really, he's like three inches taller than me), bad, rebellious Corey Taylor looked very flustered and very cute.

My god, Olivia, SERIOUSLY!?

That was the night that Corey Taylor supposedlybegan to fall for me. I would never believe that though. Not even years later.