JULIANNE'S POV:
I awoke again rememerbing the lingering dream about Trevor and his father. I found comfort in Trevor's arms wrapped lightly around me. I couldn't handel these dreams any more. My dream involving Caleb still occured every once and a while, my dreams with Trevor were only growing worse. I didn't know how to stop them. Someone, or something, was tourturing me through my dreams and they needed to put an end to it. I was being forced to hold onto my pain from the night with Caleb. I never fully admited that what he had done was rape, but I knew it in the back of my mind. No one knew other than Caleb, Trevor, and I. I wonder if Caleb had done things with other girls, but I suspected that none of them were against letting him inside their pants, as I was. I didn't want him near me. Maybe I was supposed to tell someone about Caleb hurting me. I couldn't. Just the thought of it was making tears swell up in my eyes. Even though I was against the idea of speaking the truth about why I hated him, maybe it would save me. Maybe having Trevor tell someone about his father would save him. Maybe, these dreams were here to help me. They were to help me get rid of the lingering feelings I held in the back of my mind.
I pushed Trevors hand away softly, hoping I wouldn't wake him up, and I walked through the halls into my mothers bedroom.
"Mom?" She moved slightly, opening her eyes.
"Yes?" she said, sitting up. I could tell she wasn't fully awake.
"I need to tell you something." She rubbed her eyes.
"Go ahead." I couldn't. My eyes were starting to swell up. She couldn't see that in the dark.
"Something happened to me the other day."
"Julianne?"
"Yes." I breathed in, hoping maybe she would guess.
"Can you tell me in the morning?" i sighed.
"Yeah." I walked out of her room, unsatisifed with what had just occured. I needed to tell her, but I guess I would have to wait until the morning. I crawled back into my bed reaching for Trevors arm. I whiped a tear away from my eye and forced myself back into the horrible darkness.
When morning came along, I rushed downstairs to get a hold of my mother before she left for work.
"Mom, do you have a minute?" She was sipping on her coffee. She nodded.
" Well, remember when you picked me up early?' She nodded again. The tears were comming.
" Something happened mom, the day before." My eyes were watering. She looked at me with worried eyes.
"Theres this boy," I started, but she interrupted.
"Did that Trevor boy hurt you?" I knew there was something she didn't like about him. When I had asked her to et him stay here she wasn't very excited with the idea. I had only convinced her.
"No, mom. Someone else did." Her eyes were still wide with confusion.
I continued, "Caleb Stewart," I choaked on my words. My mother reached her arms around me, not knowing what Caleb had done, and only his name.
TREVORS POV:
I woke up when Julianne raced out of bed this morning. I waited awhile before going down stairs, remembering that last time I had scared her half to death. I pushed myself out of bed and into the bathroom. I rinsed my mouth out with mouthwash and water from the sink, and headed downstairs.
"Caleb Stewart," I heard Julianne say. I could hear her cry and her mother saying, "what did he do, hun, did he make fun of you?" If only she knew. I didn't want to interrupt them so I walked back up to Juliannes room in any attempt not to get involved in the situation. I knew she was trying to reah out to someone with the issue, just as she had done right after it had happened. Hopefully she was going to get the kid in trouble.
Ever since we were young Caleb always got all the girls. It didn't bother me all that much until I met Ryliegh Hues. She was just a crush, but I thought it was more than that, being a teenage boy. When he kissed her I was pissed. I stopped talking to the kid, he always tried to talk to me, but I didn't want to listen. I guess thats how I ended up not being in the "in crowd." I never cared about being popular. I knew Julianne for a long time, we never talked, but I saw her around. I developed a crush on her a couple months ago. I only had started talking to her when her mother asked me to cut their lawn. I agreed, and she handed me Juliannes number, since she was the one that was always home. I used it to talk to her, to get to know her without the help of Caleb. Knowing she hated him, I knew I could have a chance with her.
I somehow think that her getting raped by him was my fault. When she told me I was pissed. Pissed that someone would have the nerve to hurt her, and pissed that that someone was Caleb. Concidering he had taken the last girl away from me, I didn't realize that maybe, just maybe, that was his attempt to take Julianne Rose away from me too.
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Teen FictionJulianne has the same the reoccurring dream every night. She doesn't understand the meaning of terrible event she seams to have imagined, but when she realizes that her dream was only a warning to an actual event, she becomes scared. As she begins h...