The Bad Boy Returns

Chapter 46: Don't Cry!

KAT'S POV
"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Shane walks out from his bathroom a towel wrapped around his neck, his hair dripping. He has sweatpants on and a bare chest.
I lift my fingers up placing my thumb and pointer finger close to together. "Only a little bit." I wince, leaning my back against the headboard. He fakes hurt placing his hand over his heart mocking shock. "How dare you." He says dramatically throwing his damp towel at my face. I pull it away from my face quickly pushing it to his floor. He makes his way on the bed leaning against the headboard right beside me. He tilts his head laying against mine softly. I stare back up at him noticing his lips are slightly parted and he has his eyes shut. His colorful hair is all over the place as it drips onto his neck.
I grin at his perfectly sculpted face. He places his hand against my cheek pulling my face towards his. He leans his forehead against mine, pecking my nose multiple times. His hot breath fans my face smelling fresh and warm. "You're really cute." He mumbles softly, grinning. I chuckle back at him, nuzzling his face with my nose.
"So are you." I comment smiling lazily. He scoffs jokingly looking back at me. He grabs my arm pulling me on top of him, straddling him I place my legs on either side of his.I gasp as I'm pulled against his body closely. He wraps his arms around my waist tracing numbing circles into my side. I place my arms around his neck, playing with his hair. He pushed his lips against mine, cradling the back of my head with his other hand. "I think you mean sexy." He says after we pull apart, giving me a smug look. I roll my eyes laughing out loud, throwing my head back. I look back at him, my laugh subsiding. He looks at me with an adoring smile his eyes lighting up. "Yeah, whatever you want babe." I mumble against his lips, shaking my head.
I smile to myself feeling a sense of happiness in what feels like a sad and dreary time in my life. Shane does that.
"What are you smiling at?" He questions pushing my hair out of my face, placing a kiss against my jaw. I stare at his face, my eyes trailing down stopping at his chest. I look back up to his eyes and smirk curling up on his lips. "You make me happy." I blurt out without even realizing it. Embarrassed I slowly hide my face in the crook of his neck. I feel his hand go up and down my back, causing me to look up my face inches from his. He has the biggest smile plastered on his face, reaching his eyes. "I hope so, cause that's been the goal." He jokes keeping his eyes glued to mine. He stares at me with so much intensity I have to look away. I feel him force my face back to his making me look at him. He snatches my lips with his, tugging at my bottom lip, grinning against mine as our lips move in synch with each other. His fingers move up and down my back as I grip onto his shoulders. We start getting carried away moving in a frenzy.
He moves his hand to my shirt, slowly putting his hand under it touching the sensitive skin beneath. I flinch involuntarily at the familiar touch, horrible memories flooding my mind. I shut my eyes shakily sighing.
"I'm sorry." I mumble tears welling up in my eyes. I internally scold myself for acting like this.
Don't cry! Don't cry.
"No,  I got carried away it's my fault." Shane tells me, placing both hands on either side of my face. Against my wishes the tears fall from my eyes without warning making me angrier. "I'm sorry." I croak out again burying my tear-stricken face into my trembling hands. "Hey, hey don't apologize." He pulls my hands from my face, intertwining them with his. He speaks lowly, his face a mixture of worry and anger. He presses his lips against each of my hands. "Don't ever apologize for that. Take all the time you need." He says.
"What if I'm never ready." I ask not only him but myself too.
What if I really am never ready to feel okay with being that intimate with him or anyone again?
Shane wipes away the stray tears from my face, cradling my face in his hands.
"Then that's okay too." He answers sincerely. "I just want you to feel safe and happy." He tells me his face softening into a small smile. I nod softly grateful to have him in my life. "Thank you."

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I went home soon after feeling embarrassed about how I reacted before. It was almost instinct and it was as if I was back in that grimy car that night, being pulled and pushed and grabbed. Every memory came flooding back like a tsunami.
I hear a ringing from my bed slicing through my invasive thoughts. I scurry Over to my bed tossing my blankets and pillows to the side trying to find the source of the noise. Eventually I see my phone sitting underneath the sheets lighting up. I grab it seeing Nikki's name flashing on the screen. I quickly answer it, needing to talk to her. "Hey Nikki you will not believe everything that has happened." I say as soon as the line connects.
'Oh my god, Kat!" I hear her crying on the other end making me sit up quickly.
I begin to talk but she cuts me off quickly.
'I never knew, how could I have not realized? Are you feeling okay? I heard what happened.'
She rambles and I see that she was crying about me. I throw my head back, squeezing my eyes shut. I've been crying too much for my liking lately and its very out of character for me. But nonetheless the tears still come pouring out as she pulls the information out of me.
"I didn't know how-I was scared." I sob almost incoherently as I try to explain to her.
'They let him back in school?! How is he not in jail?" She asks through her tears.
"It's complicated. No one believes me." I tell her, wondering how this all unraveled so quick. "The trial is completely no up soon so it's all up until then." I continue to explain. We spend a good hour and a half crying and talking about everything and nothing all at once.

"I really wish you were back here. I really miss you." I say, my tears slowly subsiding. She mumbles into the phone.
'I miss you too.'

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"There isn't much we can do anymore. It's now or never." Chase tells us confidently. The trial is tomorrow and my nerves are all over the place. This could end really badly or really good. Either way I'm still left with the aftermath of what happened. All we can do at this point is go in there and tell them what really happened. Tell the truth.
Sitting around the Winter's living room everyone is joined here. From Shane's parents to Alex and Britt. My dad and brother are here as well. Shane stands behind me, both hands around my shoulders. After what happened in his room I though that he would have been angry or things would have been awkward but everything was the same and I'm glad it was.
"How are you feeling?" He mumbles into my ear as everyone chats among themselves. "I'm scared, ready for it to be over. I just hope it goes our way." I tell him dragging it out. Lately I've been moving like a sloth. I've been too tired and drained to have the strength to really do much more than crying now apparently. I'm sure it's evident to his as well as he always tells me to rest or eat.
"Just remember we are all going to be there for you, each  and every person here." He states making me scan the room. He's right I shouldn't have anything to be worried about. I just wished I believed that.

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A/N:
Here we go the big trial is coming up. Get ready!!

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