Chapter 17

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When Ricky leaves your room you get up to look at yourself in the mirror. You have a lot of hickeys. You go and get dressed and attempt to cover up your hickeys with foundation, but give up because they're too dark so you just throw on a tattoo choker and hope it's a minor distraction. As you trot down the stairs you see Ricky sitting at the table eating pancakes talking with your mom.
"Mom, can we talk?"
You ask.
"Sure honey."
She says as the two of you head into the hall far enough away from Ricky.
"Are you okay with this?"
You ask her. She nods her head and says.
"Yes honey. Are you still on birth control?"
You nod. Your mom points at your hickeys and says sarcastically.
"He sure is a sucker isn't he?"
At this she laughs and proceeds back into the kitchen. You follow her back to the kitchen where the three of you sit and eat pancakes. When you finish up you and Ricky head out to your car. As usual Ricky gets in the driver's side. Today Ricky takes you to school. You really don't wanna go. When you get in the school and walk down the hall you hear girls snickering at you and guys muttering "slut" and "whore". Guess they saw your hickeys. After your hell hole of classes you go and eat lunch at a table alone. These people really do not like you. When you glampse up you recognize a face. Where do you recognize them from? You quickly bring your head back down. Shit. It's that douchbag from the party. You hope he didn't see you as you hear footsteps in front of you. You look up. Oh no it's him. You look back down still hoping he doesn't know it's you. He sits in front of you. You can feel his eyes on you.
"I see you gave it to someone else."
He says gesturing towards your hickeys.
"Fuck off."
You hiss. He reaches his hand under the table and touches your knee. At this you get up and start walking down the hall. God he's such an asshole. You look back and realize he's following you. You quickly make a mad dash for the old pool. When you get up to the pool you hear someone coming up the stairs. When the door opens you see it's the ass wipe. He bites his lip and slowly starts walking towards you. You panic and start shaking. When he reaches you he brings an arm up to your shoulder. You push him away but he grabs you. You struggle and he throws you in the pool. When you hit the bottom you scrape your hands on the jagged pool floor. You see blood rise from your hands. It's quite a bit of blood too. Someone dives in the pool, grabs you, and brings you to surface. It's Ricky. You look and see the guy from the party on the ground unconscious. You and Ricky are both sitting there sopping wet while Ricky holds you. Your hands continue to bleed. The sight of all the blood makes you fall unconscious. As your unconscious body falls on Ricky he holds you. He gets up and carries you all the way out to your car. At this point the bell has already rang so everyone's back to class. He lays you down in the backseat and takes off his damp shirt and rips it. He takes the pieces and wraps them around your hands. He gets in the car and starts driving to your house. You wake up as he carries you to the door. A damp shirtless Ricky. When you get inside he carries you up to your bathroom.
"Ricky, I'm pretty sure I can walk now."
You say. He continues to carry you. He sets you down on your bathroom counter and unwraps your hands. He rinses them off in the sink and takes off your shoes. He runs the bath and carries you to the edge of the tub. He peels off your wet skinny jeans and takes off your shirt. He turns you around and unhooks your bra and takes off your underwear. He puts you in the tub and adds bubbles. You hug your legs to your chest. He sits on the edge of the tub and bites his lip. He looks down at you and whispers.
"I'm so sorry..."

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