Crash and Burn

Chapter 13

"What?" Chad asked in disbelief.

"Kyle was my best friend up until ninth grade," I explained casually.

"And he doesn't remember you?" He asked, and I shrugged.

"I guess not. He hasn't even talked to me except for when I'm with Kayla," I answered. Chad let out a loud sigh and messed up his hair. I leaned against the truck as he paced in front of me. He stopped suddenly and looked at me with wide eyes.

"Are you the girl?" He asked. I stood up straight and gave him a confused look.

"What girl?" I asked.

"The girl from the party in ninth grade that Kyle told me about!" Chad exclaimed, and my eyes went as wide as saucers.

"You know about that party?" I asked, and he nodded. A groan burst out of my mouth. "Are you kidding me?"

"You're the girl that went with that kid Adam and got caught and moved away and then Kyle had that accident and he probably had memory loss or some crazy shit!" Chad told me without taking a single breath.

"Chad! Calm down, I'll explain it to you, okay?" I said, and Chad took a seat on the soft grass. I sat next to him and we both folded our legs indian-style.

"Okay, so start with the Adam thing," he said, and I nodded before I winced.

Come on, Abby! You said you would, remember! His words slur as he pins me against the wall.
No! I told you after! I told you, Adam! Stop touching me! I scream before he covers my mouth with his hand that tastes of beer.
No, bitch. You can do what I say, or I'll make you do it. He growls and I wince.
Stop! I'm sorry! Just please, stop! I'm crying now, and I can taste the salty tears in my mouth as they slip between his grimy hands and my lip.

"Abigail, are you okay?" I felt a shake and Chad's face came into view.

"What?" I asked, and I realized I was lying on the ground and Chad was hovering above me with one of his legs on either side of my body.

"Are you okay? You started hyperventilating and then you passed out," he explained, and I frowned.

"Oh. Sorry," I said, and he nods before helping me sit up again.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked again, and I grin and nod.

"Why was I hyperventilating?" I asked, and he sighs and rubs the back of his neck.

"You were telling me about Adam," he explained, and I blink slowly.

"Oh, okay, um-" I started, and Chad held out his hand to me after standing up.

"Stand up," he ordered, and I grabbed his hand before moving ot my feet.

"Chad..." I paused for a few moments and Chad looked at me expectantly. "He tried to rape me at that party," I admitted, and his jaw dropped.

Why in the hell I told him that, was completely unknown to me. But for some reason, I trusted him, and I liked trusting a person after a long period of solitary.

My hand was still entangled with his, and he used it to his advantage to comfort me. He tightened his hand around mine and pulled he into a hug. I leaned into his toned chest and both of my hands were wrapped around his left hand, and his right rested on my lower back. The sweeping of the tip of his thumb against the bare skin exposed from my crop-top sent shivers up my spine; and his lips against the very top of my forehead combined with my wild imagination painted scenes in my mind of his soft, pink lips against mine.

"Abigail?" He said, and I purred when I felt the vibration of his deep voice against my chest.

"Hmm," I hummed, and turned my head so I was looking at his neck. I leaned closer, and my lips barely skimmed his neck.

"What do think I am?" He asked, copying the exact words I had said to him before. I smiled against his neck, and I felt his heart beating a million times a minute against my hands.

"I dunno, Chad," I said teasingly, and he smiled.

"Good to know we're on the same page," he said, and I giggled.

"You're just assuming I like you, huh?" I asked, and his hand on my back slipped lower so he was touching more skin.

"Doesn't matter, I don't think you would do anything anyway," he challenged.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, more amused than offended.

"Virgins are scaredy-cats. You wouldn't do anything even if you wanted to."

"Really?" I inquired, and he nodded.

Scaredy-cats, psh. Yeah, right.

I stepped closer to him, and his eyes widened. My hands released his and my head lifted from his shoulder, and my lips traced down his jaw line as I stepped closer and I might've, possibly, maybe grinded against him a little tinsey bit.

Okay, I did.

My hands were tangled in his hair and skimming his neck, and good god was his hair nice. He exhaled deeply, and I could feel a hard-on against my thigh.

"Scaredy-cat, huh?" I laughed, and he bit down on his lip.

"Abigail," he said-but it actually came out more as a moan. I stepped away and broke all physical contact with the guy who was practically a sex god standing in front of me.

"Yes?" I asked innocently, and he smirked.

"You're still the little virgin nerd," he teased, and I scowled. I knew he was joking, but now he had something to blackmail me with.

Asshole.

"Then I guess you're not hearing about Kyle and I," I crossed my arms under my boobs, pushing them up a little bit. I watched as Chad tried to think of a comeback, but his eyes moved lower.

"Eyes up here, babe," I said with a teasing but bitchy tone.

"Ooh, babe. I like how that sounds from your mouth," he said seducively, and I scoffed.

"I'm sure you do," I said with annoyance.

"Too bad you're a scaredy-cat virgin, we could have fun," he teased again. He was obviously being a dickhead just to get under my skin. He was actually a sweet, funny, adorable, kind... FOCUS.

"Too bad I would never sleep with you anyway, you're not in my social league," I shot back. The nerd thing was still going on at school; everyone but Kayla, Chad, and Kyle thought I was a loser.

"Oh, but I think you definitely could be," he suggested, and he stepped closer so I was looking up at him. He had a good three or four inches on me, which made him pretty much the perfect height for me. Chad's hands moved to my sides and touched enough of my exposed skin to make me a little bit more drawn to him.

"Not gonna happen, babe," I told him. He ended up rubbing circles on my waist with his thumb, and I just laughed and walked towards the truck to get the white twinkley lights for the party.

Chad and I finished decorating and it looked pretty frickin' awesome, and of course Chad had to add a few sex jokes in. The location of the party was about half a mile into the woods, where some college kids had cleared away the trees to make the ideal party location. There were lights tangled in the trees from previous parties, and Chad had more to add to the border of trees. The huge cooler was full of beer and the path leading down to the lake was cleared.

It was time for the best party of my entire high school career.

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Okay so I know I took forever but I hope you guys aren't too mad?

I KNOW YOU WANTED THE PARTY AND ALL THE STUFF ABOUT KYLE.

PARTYS NEXT CHAPTER AND YOU'LL GET THE KYLE THING SOON.

And yeah, she's playing hard to get. WHOOPS.

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