Forgotten Past

Chapter Seven

Jackson Taylor

I have been sitting on my bed for an hour now, doing absolutely nothing. I grabbed a book earlier, but I got bored because it was my mom's book called 'Tortured' by Victoria Spry. I just wasn't interested. We need to get some good books. I'll ask later. I just continue to sit on my bed waiting for Aiden. Wow. I'm really desperate, aren't I?

I hear my front door open then close. It has to be Aiden, right? No one else would be here now.

"Aiden!? Is that you?" The footsteps get closer to my room. Maybe he didn't hear me. Yeah, that's probably it. I sit on the edge of my bed waiting for him to enter my room. I hear the footsteps come to a stop. The knob starts to slowly turn.

"Aiden?" I whisper so I probably am the only one that can hear it. The door opens slowly and I see his face. Chase. Oh, no. I have to hide. No. He is already here, he's already seen you.

"Jackson, guess who's home?" He uses a sing-song voice.

"Chase," I answer him.

"Correctamundo!" He walks slowly to the edge of my bed. This makes me start to back up further onto the bed. "Oh, someone's ready." He lifts one knee onto my bed, which is followed by another. Soon, I'm backed all the way to the headboard. He has his hands on either side of my head. My breathing is starting to get uneven.

"Oh, Jackson. Finally, now that we are alone, we can finish what we started." He pressed his lips onto mine. I don't kiss back. He pulls away. He grabs my hair and pulls it. I yell out in pain. "Kiss back!" He glares at me. I nod my head vigorously. He leans down again and starts to kiss me again. This time, I kiss back. I can't believe this. I hope Aiden gets here soon.

His kisses lead down to my neck. A small moan escapes my mouth. Did I just moan!? I can feel his smirk as he kisses my neck more. His hands come up and start to lift the bottom of my shirt up. He pulls away from my neck to remove my shirt. He starts kissing me again. I really don't want to do this. Please stop! I scream mentally.

He starts to straddle my hips. He pulls his shirt over his head and throws it across the room. His hands start to unbutton and unzip my pants. I can feel the tears running down my face.

"Oh, don't cry," He leans down to my ear. "Craft." He licks my tears away. (A/N: What is my life?) That didn't stop me from crying. Even though he knows about my unhealthy obsession with Dan and Phil.

Soon, my pants were off. Now the only thing separating me from him was my boxers. He started to pull down my boxers when I heard someone yell. It was Aiden.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing!? He obviously doesn't want you doing this!" Chase smiled down at me and then turned his head to Aiden.

"You have no idea what he wants,so I suggest you leave before I decide to kill you," Chase said as if it was the most casual sentence in the world. Aiden stepped forward and glared at Chase.

"I'd rather die than have him get raped by his own brother. This is rape, right? Because I don't judge." I nodded my head. Chase took this as a challenge and walked back to me. He was close to boxers when Aiden spoke up again.

"Chase." Chase turned and looked at him, but was only greeted with from what I could see a really hard punch. Chase fell to the ground. I quickly ran to his unconscious body, to make sure he wasn't dead. With that punch, he probably could be. I put my fingers on his neck to check his pulse. I could see that Aiden had grabbed my phone and is calling someone.

He looked at me, mentally asking if he was okay. "He's not dead." He nodded and focused himself back on the phone call.

"Yeah... No, I punched him... Yeah, he's only unconscious... Okay, see you then... Bye." He hung up. He looked down at me and blushed. He turned around.

"Uh, can you put your clothes back on?" I blushed. I had forgotten that I barely had any clothes on. I grabbed my shirt and pants and quickly put them on.

"Who was on the phone?" I asked as he turned back around.

"Oh, it was your mom. She's in the way. I didn't tell her about the part where he was about to rape you, but I told her that I punched him and he's unconscious now. Should we try and wake him, by the way?"

"No, and also, I'm going to tell her. He isn't ever going to get away with this again." His eyes widened.

"This has happened more than once!?" I nodded, looking down. "How many times?" I looked over at Chase. I can't even remember a number of times he's done this to me, let alone Sophie.

"I don't know. He didn't do this to me before. After Sophie died, he decided that I was the one he was going to do it too." I looked down again. He ran up to me and put his hands on my shoulders.

"He's been doing this to you for three years and you never told anyone!?" He yelled. He could see the hurt in my eyes and stepped back. "Did he ever get to go all the way?" I looked up at him in surprise.

"All the way?"

"Y'know... Like, putting his hotdog in your bun..." He chuckled nervously. I look at him for a few seconds before I burst out laughing. I fall to the floor. He just stands there looking around nervously. "I'm being serious!" I sigh and get off the ground. I wipe the tears from my eyes before looking at him. I smile.

"No, something always got in the way of it," My smile disappears. "but he did with Sophie." Aiden's face dropped. He slowly put his arms around my neck and sat his head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his waist.

He lifted his head and looked at me. Our faces for only a few inches apart.

"Jackson, I need to tell you something."

"Okay. You can tell me anything." I hope he's going to confess that he likes me.

"I h-" He's cut off by a groan. He let's go of me and looks at Chase. He is slowly trying to get up. Once he finally gets up, he falls back down. Probably from being light headed.

I hear the front door slam shut. The footsteps echoing through the halls. My mother opens the door quickly. She runs up to Chase. She glares at Aiden.

"Can someone explain to me why the hell he hit him till he was unconscious!?" I was about to open my mouth to defend Aiden when Chase spoke up.

"I don't know, mom. He just came at me. I wasn't even doing anything." He glared at me, telling me to keep my mouth shut. I looked over at Aiden to see his mouth wide open. Maybe be killed or be able to see Aiden again? I think I rather take my chances. I was about to open my mouth when someone interrupted me, again!

"You weren't doing anything, my a**! You were about to-" I cut him off.

"Mom, Chase has been almost raping me for three years now, and he actually did take Sophie before that." Everyone's mouth fell. Mom looked at me and Chase. Then she looked at Aiden. She got up and walked to him.

"Is what he is saying true? You only punched him because you walked in on him trying to r-rape him?" Aiden slowly shook his head. Mom said a quiet 'okay' before turning back to Chase.

"Young man, follow me! You, your father and I will be having a talk about your behavior!" She grabbed his ear and started pulling him out the room. You could hear the faint 'ow's and ouch's' as they walked down the hall.

I don't know what came over me, but I fell onto my bed and started crying my eyes out. Aiden was quickly at my side.

"What's wrong, Jackson? He's gone." He whispered into my ear as he hugged me tightly.

"I don't know why I'm crying. I'm really happy that it's over. I'm so happy, Aiden." He hugged me tighter.

"I'm happy, too. I'm glad that I found out because if I didn't, then he would have raped you and I never want that to happen to you. Oh, and you are so a top." I laugh at that. I'm glad he came, too. I would have been raped if it wasn't for him.

Aiden is my hero.