☀The Song☀

Chapter 8

Gil took me back to his house and somehow managed to get to his room without being questioned by his parents. He led me over to his bed, quietly shut the door, and turned back to me.

"Would you mind telling me what the fuck just happened?"

I had never heard him curse, he hated it. I was starting to get really scared of him. I couldn't say anything.

"Why was Luke Anderson on you? Why did he say he had already laid his claim? What the hell is going on here Anne? Answer me!" His voice was rising, he was getting angry and wanted me to know it.

I looked at the ground, I didn't want to tell him. He wouldn't understand what happened.

"Answer me dammit," he hit the wall, causing me to look up. "What did he do to you?" His eyes had tears welling up in them, any longer and he would be crying. I couldn't bear to see him this way.
I told him everything, not looking at him the whole time. I had managed not to cry up until now, which was surprising, considering what all had just happened. It was about two in the morning wen he had finally came over to the bed and sat with me, careful not to touch me. We just sat there in silence until his mom came up to call us down for breakfast, but as soon as she saw Gil's face and hands, we were stuck in that room.

I regurgitated the story again, forcing the uncomfortable words out of my mouth for both his mom and dad (dad was called in to examen Gil's injuries, which were minor, but his hand was going to be bruised for a few weeks along with his left eye and jaw.)They immediately said that we would have to take this the police, which is exactly what I didn't want to happen, and since Luke was 18 this time, he could go to jail.