The Boy in the Window

Chapter 5

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… There’s a beautiful boy carrying a surfboard into the water. Before he goes in he looks around, seeing me he waves, I stand there stunned, Was he looking at me? He shrugs at my non-existent response and turns back the soft lulling of the waves. Somebody touches my shoulder, carefully I turn around to be hit suddenly with a glass bottle across my head, I’m knocked down and I feel someone climb on top of. The scenery has changed. I’m on a familiar couch looking up innocently to a familiar face, John Swanson.

 I hit the alarm clock that was had saved me from reliving a continuous nightmare. Sweat bedded my forehead and I could still feel the scream that was stuck in my throat, moments away from coming out. To take away the memories I have a scorching hot shower and rub my skin raw. When I get out my body is red from the abuse I gave it and my mind is still drowsy from the lack of sleep. So when I choose a skirt, a cotton shirt and a cardigan I don’t really know what I was thinking. I came out of my room the same time as Danny, he looks me up and down then finally comments,

“Didn’t get much sleep?”

“Nope.”

“Yea, you do realize your practically wearing the same thing as you used to wear back in St Xievers?”

“So I am”

“Okay”

We stand there for a while, and now its my turn to look him up and down. He’s wearing denim ripped jeans low on his hips with a white singlet tucked in, showing off his muscles and pecs, then he’s thrown on a long sleeve flanny and left the buttons undone. In other words he looks much better than me in my state. It was then that I realized that he was about to go down stairs,

“Wait Danny? I need to ask you something,”

“Shoot”

“Okay well, you’re really over-protective of me and I want you to turn it down a notch,”

He looked a bit out of place with my frankness but quickly recovered,

“I already told you it comes in the jo-“

“Job description I know,” I say finishing off his sentence and smiling at his annoyed look, “But you don’t have to punch or glare at every guy I talk to ok?”

“Maybe.”

“I mean it Danny, you can’t be so over-protective ok, if a guy does something inappropriate I’ll be sure to give him a piece of my mind,”

“A piece of your mind isn’t going to stop him from trying anything on you, Sarah”

“Well if gets too out of hand, I’ll come get you, okay? Swear on it, Danny!” He stares stonily at the ground, right when I think he going to say no he sighs,

“Alright I swear, scouts honor and all,” He says crossing his heart like a boy scout, “But let me tell you, I don’t like it.” He says contradicting the smile he’s trying to hide.

I ignore him and say, “Race ya?” and I run off down the stairs before being pulled back by a strong force and set on my ass on the top step. Damn cheater!