My Drug-In Editing

Oh Won't You Stay With Me

I sit out in my car until the official end of the school day, waiting for Ben. When he doesn't come out to the car right away, I start to get worried. Where could he be? I don't think I could stand being without him for another minute. I start the car, turning on the radio, I drum my fingers on the wheel in beat to the music. I wish this took my mind off Ben. It didn't. Scanning the lot, I look for him. Maybe he was slow getting his stuff packed up. I should've stayed and helped.

"Hey!" "GET OFF OF ME!" "That's right. Run to your love." "EVIE!" I hear yelling. I look up just in time for Jarrod to smash Ben's head on the frame of my car, right over the driver's side window . I scream. Blood's dripping down my window, but that's all I see. Looking out to the school's entrance. Paul, Jarrod, and Erik are walking back into the school, laughing. I feel sick. I don't know where Ben is.

"BEN!" I scream. Still not seeing him, I crawl out the top of my car's sunroof. I didn't want to risk opening a door and hitting Ben. Good thing, too. I spot him getting up off the ground under the driver's side door.

"God, Evie, not so loud." He groans, holding his head. He somehow makes his way into the back seat. I feel his hands holding my hips, pulling me down, out of the sun roof. I follow his pull, sitting on his lap.

"Ben," I whisper, lightly brushing the gash on his forehead with my fingertips. I quickly pull my hand away as he winces. "Let's get you home and cleaned up." I try to stay calm, but I can feel the anger boil up inside me. If they were going to be like this, I wasn't going to make their little game easy.

"Why are you always fixing me?" Ben asks as he lays down in the back seat. I crawl up to the driver's seat and sigh.

"Because you're always saving me." It was true, but I don't think that fully explains today.

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When we got to his house, I found a first aid kit and cleaned his wound. Now he's laying on my lap as I hum random tunes while holding a pack of frozen peas to his head. The lights were dimmed in order to prevent him getting a headache worse than what he already had.

"You know what any other teenage couple would be doing on a couch in a room with dim lights?" Ben asks, laughing a little at our situation.

"What's that?" I ask. I'm not sure if he's still out of it or if he's trying to lighten the mood. I'm still stuck on the fact that he called us a couple.

"It might be easier to show you." He winks and grabs one of his hands on my shoulder. Pulling himself up, he kisses me on the lips. Not like the last ones, though. This kiss felt like more. I force myself to pull away.

"Ben, you're not fully healed. I wouldn't want to take advantage of you." I say in only a half-serious way. He pouts a little, putting out his bottom lip. I couldn't stay away for that long. I kiss him again, this time lifting him up with my knee, so as to not put any strain on his shoulder. Plus, it brought him closer.

"Evie, you're right." He pushes me back from him. I already start to feel the withdrawal. "I'm not at my best yet. I guess you'll have to wait." He says with a wink. I knew what he was implying, but oh dear goodness. I just laugh at him, dumbfounded at his vulgarity. How could he be so vulgar and sweet at the same time. He laughs back at me, when we finally calm down, we end up falling asleep, his head on my lap. If we were honest with ourselves, we were exhausted and unprepared for what lie ahead. At least, we had each other, for now.

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