The Wake Up Call

Chapter 3

"Hey, Carter, wait up!" Jake screamed acros the long hallway.

I walked away as if I hadn't heard him.  I was about into go to my Spanish classroom when he turned me around. 

"Jake, I can't.  If you're gonna disrespect me enough to almost force me to kiss you and God knows what else, then I just can't.  Find youself another girl to turn into a slut.  Not me."

"Carter, I'm really sorry about last night.  I was kinda high so I was talking smack to you, but I promise it won't ever happen again.  Please.  Give me a chance," Jake pleaded.

"What the hell do you mean you were high?  You're on drugs?   Look, I'm no goody too shoes, but I sure as hell am not gonna have a boyfriend who sniffs coke in the morning and smokes pot at night.  I don't want any part of you so piss off."  I spun around into my classroom.  Estoy muy pissed off.

After Spanish, Nicole caught up with me.  "I saw you talking to Jake.  Are you okay?" she asked with concern.

"Yeah, he was just saying that the reason he was such an ass last night was because he was high.  Can you believe that?  Like that makes up for any thing!  I just hate him more now," I replied.

"Totally.  I can't believe he said that to you.  I mean who does he think he is?"

"Right?" I said as we walked around a corner.  I stopped immediately.  In the middle of the hallway was a huge banner hanging from the ceiling saying "JACOB LOVES CARTER". 

"Oh my gosh he put up a poster saying he love you!  Which doesn't actually mean he loves you but he must like you right?" Nicole stammered.

"No. No no no no NO.  This is cheesy, embarrassing, and humiliating.  What does he think he's doing?" I said.  Secretly, I was pleased with the poster.  Sure, it was the '70s equivalent of making a tie dye shirt for me, in otherwords super cheesy, but it was cute.

"Well, maybe I can tell you if you come over tonight," a voice from behind me said.

"Fine.  I'll come over but only for an hour," I smiled.  He grinned back.  Oh, he really was gorgeous when you looked at him.  His black hair and light brown eyes were amazingly hot.  And the V-necks he always wore showed off a hint of just how ripped he was.

"See ya," I said, turning around and walking away, swaying my hips.

"That was impressive," Amy said, approaching me, "I wish you told me sooner how much he loves you!"

"Hey to you too Amy."

After school, I went to Jake's house yet again.  When we got in, he made some microwave pizza for us.  We ate, and then he started babbling, and I started babbling, and then silence.

"That poster, you didn't really have to do that, it was really sweet though--," I started again.

He got up and leaned down to the chair level and kissed me.  I really kissed him back this time, for the first time.  I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he hooked his arms under my thighs.  He carried me into his bedroom and laid me down on the bed.  He unbuttoned my shirt and his eyes went straight to my chest.  He tore it off quickly and then laid down on top of me.  I didn't know what was happening, he took off my clothes then his.  I don't want this I though, do I?  I spent too much time thinking though because before I knew it it was bra off, panties down, rip off the boxers, hurry hurry hurry.  He steadied himself above me and then he was in me.  My legs were apart and he was inside me.  It was then I knew that it was too fast, but it was too late.  He hurt me hurt me hurt me.  After he was done, I got up.  I was bleeding a little.  He laughed.  I cried.

"You a virgin?  You're sixteen and your a virgin?" he smirked.

I completely lost it.  I started bawling.  After I was dressed, I got my bag and left.  I stormed out of the apartment with as much dignity as I could muster.  In the elevator, I called Jesse.

"Jess, can you come get me?  I'm at Jacob's again.  Please?"  I whispered between sobs.

"Are you okay?  I'm coming Carter stay right there I'm coming."

Jesse showed up five minutes later.  "What the hell did he do?  What apartment is he in?  I'm gonna beat him so badly he won't know what hit him.  You're a wwreck.  You're a strong girl and you're a wreck.  What. did. he. do???"

"Nothing, Jess.  Just drive please."

I got into the car.  The whole ride home I was crying like a freak.  He kept asking me what happened, but I just cried louder.

"CeCe, what's wrong?" Sarah asked as Jesse and I entered the house.

"Hey, Sarah.  I got a bad grade on a test, but I'll do better next time," I reassured her.

"Oh, that happens to me too.  But you're smart, you'll get a 100 next time!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, well I have to go to homework Sarah."

"Gross!  Good luck!"

"Thanks," I said, hugging her and going upstairs to my room.

The second I got into my room I laid down on the floor and I cried and I cried and I cried for what felt like hours.  I cried until I drifted off into an inbetween world where one second I'd be a happy little girl and the next I was woken up by reality.