The New Girl Has A Secret

14: Crushing On My What?

Total story recap: 

Summer moved to England from Australia and moved into the Carter estate. Evan and Summer were always fighting. Summer gets invited to Josh and Vanessa's sleepover and Jack asks her out. On Jack and Summer's first date, Evan spies on them because he wants to know what is so different about Summer. When Summer catches him they get into a fight. 

Summer and Evan are also both passionate about football (soccer) and both fight for the captain spot. They both receive captain and co-captain and are required to work as a team. Things get heated and a prank war erupts. Jack asked Summer to be his girlfriend and Summer had gotten closer to Josh and Vanessa.
 

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Summer's POV:

Sleeping pills are my saviour. For the past couple days after we pulled that prank on Evan I haven't gotten a wink of sleep. I'd toss and turn, I tried counting sheep, singing the alphabet, even singing the Macarena but not a single thing worked. So on the first night I didn't sleep. The next night, however, I did sleep but I woke up minutes later, drenched in sweat and the image if my father beating me. 

So I gave in to the drugs. The only problem with my sleeping pills are that they are super concentrated which means I turn into not even a heavy sleeper more like an elephant-carrying-the-weight-of-the-universe sleeper. It causes me to sleep talk. So I guess that's how Evan became closer to cracking my secret. 





Evan's POV: 

I tiptoed into the house being super careful not to make a sound. The door creaked and I held my breath as I made my way up towards Summer's 
room. Part one of my Super-Awesome-Evan-is-sexy Prank was about to take place. Epic name, I know, I know. 

My fingers grasped the cool metal of Summer's door handle and I turned it as slowly as I could, making sure to make no noise. I slipped into her room and my shoes hit her tiled floor. I looked towards her bed and she was sprawled underneath the comforter, she was deep asleep and was breathing heavily. It was 2am in the morning and I was coming home from Bianca's house when part one came to me. It was quite genius. 

"No...Stop...Don't." She trashed around in her bed and my breath caught in my throat. What if she wakes up? Her body went limp and she collapsed into a deep sleep. Her breathing drifted back to an even pace and I relaxed. That was close. I reached over her bad and my eyes nearly fell out of their sockets. 

Drugs. 

Pills. 

My eyes narrowed and I tried to read the packet. Phew, okay they are only sleeping pills. I just dodged a bullet. Wait a minute... This is perfect. There's no way she'll wake up now! I picked up the permanent marker from my pocket and inched forward so that I was hovering above her. I popped the lid and Summer stirred from underneath me. Shrugging it off I pressed the marker to the skin of her neck. My hands moved and it left black marks on her skin. I read online that if you rub baby powder then spray hairspray on it that it lasts for more than a month. No matter how hard you scrub. Perfect. 

My fingers left her neck and moved towards towards her arm. I left the marks on her stomach, thigh and foot. I rubbed in the baby powder and she shivered at the coldness of the hairspray at her cold skin. 

I smiled proudly at my work and turned on my heel to leave when Summer stirred in her sleep. She began to thrash around as her hands hit the bed. 

"No! Dad! Don't hit me. No. Please. I'm sorry. Not again. Sorry... Sorry... Sorry..." 

She apologised over and over, each time quieter and softer then the one before it until it was barely a whisper. Her body went limp again and she curled herself into a tight ball, pulling her legs into her chest. She wrapped the blanket tightly around her as she began breath heavily. 

As creepy as it sounds, I just stood there, frozen watching Summer sleep as I tried to put two and two together. I had all the pieces and just like god was giving me a sign, a scar on her waist that I hadn't noticed before glimmered in the moon light. It was faint and almost non-existent but it was still there. 




Summer's dad abused her. 




It made perfect sense and I should be happy that I had figured it out. 



But why in the world was my heart telling me that this was only the beginning? 
















Summer's POV:

"OMG!" I screeched as I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. "EVAN CARTER WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BODY?" I yelled as I poked my skin seeing if it would come off. To my sheer disappointment there was no answer. I pulled my tank back down so that it covered his artwork and I stormed towards his room. I slammed his door open but it was empty. His room was now completely back to normal. It was like it was never girly. Evan definitely had OCD because all his trophies were placed in chronological order from when he was 5 until the recent ones. 

I stormed downstairs, looking for Evan, ready to rip his face off with my nails. The kitchen was empty but there was a note. 



Loving the temporary tattoos. They won't come off for a month so get used to them. Don't worry babe, that was only part one, part two awaits you at school. 

PS: remember Summer hearts Evan 

- The Love Of Your Life, Evan Carter





I stormed back upstairs. I took one last look at my tattoos. Evan decided to be very creative and one my neck was Evan's name with hearts surrounding it. On my arm was 'Property of Evan Carter'. On my stomach was a huge heart that went from beneath my bra all the way to below my belly button that had 'Summer hearts Evan'. On my thighsthere was 'I love Evan Forever and Ever' and he signed my foot.

To say I was furious was an understatement. I was already running late for school and even after scrubbing for the past 20 mins the permanent marker hadn't rubbed off. It only made my skin red and irritated. I took one last look at my temporary tattoos and scowled as I grabbed the leggings and sweatshirt as I had to give up wearing my shorts to cover them. 

The only problem was that I had practise today and my uniform shows practically all of the tattoos except for the one on my stomach. 


I grabbed a granola bar and walked towards the Ferrari Miss Carter was lending. The whole drive my mind raced on what Part Two of Evan's prank was. 







"Who are you and what have you done to my best friend?" Vanessa asked eyeing my outfit. "You never ever wear leggings, why the sudden change in heart?" 

"Evan." I told her through gritted teeth, swallowing bile that was creeping its way into my mouth. 

She eyed me curiously, "What did he do?" I showed her my tattoos and let's say I got a reaction I was hoping NOT to get. 

"THAT'S SO SMART!" She cried throwing her hands up in the air. I scowled at her and she quickly corrected herself, "I mean... umm.. that's the stupidest thing ever?"

I glared at her and she smiled sheepishly at me, "You've got to admit that it's genius. He really thought it through because no matter what, when gym comes most of them will be showing."

"Can we please not talk about this?" I pleased trying to change the subject away from my new additions to my body. 

"Okay, so did you watch the newest Pretty Little Liar's episode?" She asked and I smiled. Since I've moved to England, Vanessa has had me hooked on PLL. It's become my guilty pleasure and I spend most of my nights, watching them off my laptop. What's not to love? It's got mystery, romance, humour and super hot sexy guys! 

"Of course!" I smiled. 






I closed my gym locker and walked towards gym class. It was only class I had with the entire crew and I was both grateful and worried. I was grateful that I had moral support to what ever Evan's prank was but I was also worried because they might all be in on the prank. 

I held my breath as I walked onto the field. 


OH MY SWEET LOVE OF CHOCOLATE AND NUTELLA. 


Everyone was crowed around one of the goal posts and threaded into the net of the goal was my favourite bra on the face if the earth. It one of the most expensive bras to ever be made. It was a bright purple and was silk and lace. It was beautiful. 


Yes I had a crush on my boob holder. 

It was now covered in mud and was torn around the strap. To say I was furious was an understatement. It was one of a kind and there was not a single other one ont the earth. To make it worse was the racket the prank made. 

"Wow, I knew your boobs were big but I'd tap that." A guy I don't even know his name told me as my face reddened. 

His friend gave him a tap on the back, "If that's what she wears to cover them, then I definitely want to see what's underneath it." 

I was getting sick to the stomach from all the comments I was getting. I blushed ferociously as Jack came over and slung his arms over my shoulders, "Don't listen to them." He told me soothingly. 


"EVAN CARTER! THAT WAS MY FAVOURITE BRA YOU BAR STEALING, UNDERWEAR THEFTER, LINGERIE POCKETING BASTARD." I lunged towards him preparing to rip the smirk off his face with my bear hands. 

He laughed. The bastard laughed. "Did you just say 'thefter' ?" The blood rushed to cheeks. Was that even a real word? 

"Yes, Yes I did." I gathered as much confidence as I could find, "That was my favourite bra." 

"You have a favourite bra?" he scoffed. 

"Yes. Just like you named your favourite boxers 'doodle snuggler.'" I smirked. 

"Yeah? Well I know your secret. Your dad-" I lunged at him before he could continue. I tackled him to the ground and threw my hand over his mouth. 

"One word about my dad and you won't see tomorrow." So said through gritted teeth. His hands travelled of the hem of my shirt. He lifted my t-shirt to expose my stomach. 

"Your stomach says otherwise." He smirked and I lifted my arm up in a threatening manner. My arm was jerked back and Jack and Josh pulled me off if Evan. 

"If you don't stop fighting you'll get kicked off the team." Josh hissed and my body went limp. 

How did he know about my dad? How? OMG. I TALK IN MY SLEEP WHEN IM ON DRUGS! If I hadn't stopped him then the whole class would know and by next period the while school then tomorrow the neighbourhood and by next week my dad would show up in England with a whip and a gun. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. 

"Evan Carter and Summer Embers, can I have a wordsmith you two. NOW!" Coach emerged through the crowd. Fucker fuck. 

Evan and I walked in silence towards Coach's office, none of us daring to say a word. Or so I thought. 

"This is all your fault." Evan hissed at me. "If you didn't declare this prank war then we wouldn't even be here." 


I growled in fury, "You threw the first move. You did the first prank." My voice got louder. 

"You moved into my house!" 

"I Had-" 

"ENOUGH!!!" Coach roared and that definitely shut us up. "You have both been at it since day one and frankly I've had enough. You are both supposed to be co-captains. You are supposed to make a team. But instead you are at it like children. Fighting like enemies. This is going to take the team no where. The first game is one week and you two are getting no where. You don't seem to understand that by your constant fighting, not only is your team at stake but your whole school and neighbourhood! 

I was hoping that you too would improve in the month of captainship but you seem to have your own plans. I have taken matters into my own hands. 

For the next week until the game against Welbridge Knights you Evan and you Summer will be handcuffed together and you will learn to work as a team." 


Wait? Crazy Coach say what? 








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CLIFF HANGER! I'm sorry if this chapter is small but it has a huge step into the secret theme. 

EVAN KNOWS SUMMER'S SECRET!!!!! AAAAHHHHH!! 

STAY IN THERE PEOPLE! 

Questions: What do you think of Captain's decision to handcuff Evan and Summer? What will happen when they are handcuffed? What is Evan's secret and does it have anything to do with his pills or his dad? 

Teaser: Summer learns Evan's secret and it changes her life forever.