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VI: GAVIN'S SECRET (PART TWO)

WARNING: even more sexual content

Author's Note: This would feature r*pe scenes that are even more graphic than part one. trigger warning is emphasized yet again.

these were emotionally and mentally draining to write but i did my best. i needed this story to not just be a story but a statement.

G A V I N ' S   S E C R E T   ( P A R T   T W O)

The apple tree felt more like a secret than a landmark now. Gavin told me once that he hadn't brought anyone there but me. He didn't want to take me there at first but it was the only place he felt the security and for the first time since that party, apparently, I was the only person he felt secure with. Most of Gavin's popular friends didn't even know he smoked pot except for Declan. In a way, the apple tree was like the witness to the progress of our friendship and all the secrets we shared.

The air was tensed but it was to be expected. Gavin laid on the grass, not caring if it stained his shirt anymore and I was sat on the boulder, trying my best to not stare at him too long.

"I'm sorry I got you into this, Ingrid," he said.

My brows furrowed. "You're the last person to apologize about anything."

He looked at me. He sighed as he sat up and rested his arms against his knees. It seemed like he wanted to say more but he didn't know what.

I slid down the boulder, mentally thanking that I wore black jeans or else it would have been dirty and stained by the grass when I sat down. "So does Declan know what happened to you?"

Gavin turned away and it just confirmed what I said.

"I can't believe this," I muttered. A silence stretched between us before I asked a question I was scared to know the answer to. "What did he say?"

He chuckled bitterly but he still wouldn't face me. "He said that I was being the drama queen," he said, "How it's weird how I was against my girlfriend wanting to have sex. How I should stop acting like I was the girl in the relationship."

I began tearing away grass from their roots, distracting myself from the bubbling anger. Declan was blonde with dark roots and blue eyes. He looked like a modernized dashing prince. Maki admitted to have a crush on him before but with Maki, crushes were usually switched on a weekly basis. He was Gavin's closest friend – at least from a perspective of an outsider from the popular crowd. The only thing I felt towards him at that moment was resentment. Declan Jones just proved to me that princes couldn't save people because he couldn't even save an understanding for his friend.

"I stopped talking to him when he told me I was dumb for breaking up with her." Gavin laughed, bitter yet brittle. Mocking Declan's low intonation, he said, "'So your girlfriend likes BDSM? Just take it!'"

"BDSM?"

Gavin's eyes widened like he said something he shouldn't have. Like he said too much.

"Gavin..." I scooted closer. "You didn't break up with her after the party. Did anything else happen?"

"Forget it, Ingrid," Gavin said, maintaining his honey eyes away from my direction as much as he could.

Never in my life would I think I would have the courage to grab Gavin's face but here I was, kneeling beside Gavin Lucas and leading his face to my direction so he could look me in the eye. "Gavin, I'm done letting you keep everything inside," I said, "I've been patient with letting you trust me enough to tell me but now, knowing what happened, I can't be patient knowing you're suffering by keeping it all to yourself."