Trust No Man

Standing Close To The Edge

ELIZABETH'S P.O.V.

I wake up in the morning, alone. I realize I'm gonna be waking up alone more often soon, since Xavier is going to college next week. This sucks. Im gonna be alone. Looks like I'm sleeping in Nick's room again. I get up and go to the bathroom. I jump in the shower. I brush my teeth while I'm in there. I wash my hair turn it back to its former glory of straightness. I finish my shower and step out onto the plush carpet laid in front of the tub. It's so soft, it feels like I'm walking on a cloud.

I soon realize I didn't have a towel. I open the bathroom door a little bit and peek out. I see a towels peeking out from in-wall shelfs. They are in between the closet and the door. Great. I look around making sure no ones around. I dash as fast as I can across the room. I cover my lady parts with my hands. I quickly snatch a towel and it falls to the floor. Shit. I literally have a panic attack trying to pick up the towel. When I finally get the towel and pull it to my chest I almost need to go take another shower because I almost crapped myself when I was face to face with Henry.

"U-uh-uh how long have you been there?" I ask. "Not long. Just now to watch you struggle." he responds cheekily. I feel my cheeks burn. At least he didn't see any important parts.......I think. "D-did you s-see an-n-ything?" My stutter was caused from the embarrassment and the fact that my back was wet and I was cold. "No. Although I'd like to." He winked. Then he started coming closer.

Henry held my head with both of his hands. I couldn't move.

I was frozen.

Trapped.

"I only saw that beautiful head of hair." he says then stroking my head. "Umm..." I say biting my lip and looking down. "Oh don't cry love." he says lifting my chin with his hand. I feel a tear escape. "W-what are y-you gonna d-do with m-me?" I stutter between sobs, looking directly into his eyes.

"Oh darling, I wouldn't do anything to you, you wouldn't want me to." Henry says and puts his hand on my cheek. He wipes my tears with his thumb. I lean into his hand and let him cradle my face. I close my eyes , tears still streaming down. I let out some heavy breaths. "Now go get dress. Breakfast is almost ready." Henry says as he leaves the room.

I open my eyes as soon as I hear the door click close. I shuffle slowly to the door. It opens again. I collapse to the floor from the surprise. I begin to cry again. "Elizabeth! You ready yet?" I hear Nick's voice as he enters. "What happened?" he asks. He then grabs a towel and lays in on my back. He sits next to me. I lean into him. He holds me. After a minute he picks me up bridal style and lays me in the bed. He lays the cover on top of me. I snuggle into my pillow. Nick lays behind me rubbing my back. I begin to tell him about this whole morning. I sniffle through the whole thing. And cry more at the worst parts. When I finish I feel Nick get up from the bed. "Where are you going?" I ask shakily. He stops and turns around. "Going to tell Xavier and beat the shit out of Henry." he says with his fist clenched. "You can't."I plead. "Why not?" he asks. "I don't want Xavier to worry. I can handle this." I say confidently. "Are you sure? How?" he asks. "Well, Henry said he wouldn't do anything I didn't want him to so I just have to tell him to stop with what he's doing." I finish knowing it might be harder than it sounds. "You sure?" Nick asks again. I nod yes. "Okay, well then you should get dress and go eat something." he says as he leaves. I dash to the door as soon as it closes and lock it. The last thing I need is Lindsey in here comparing her perfect body to my inferrer one. I go to the closet and finally let the towels fall. I get dressed. Nothing real cute or anything. Just some jeans, my black 'The Beatles' shirt, and my red low top converses. By this time my hair has naturally dry and I don't feel as if it needs to be done. I brush it a little bit. Then head out the door.

On my way down the stairs , guess who I run into. "That outfit is an abomination." says Lindsey looking at me like I was a mouse with rabies chewing on old cheese. Also pointing her finger to emphasize her point. "Oh I didn't know you knew big words. Now can you spell that?" I say sarcastically. She just makes this noise that sounds like she has a bee stuck in her vocal cords. Then she just keeps walking with her head held high. Someone needs to kick her off that pedestal. Hard.

I make my way to the kitchen breakfast food still piled high on the table. I see Xavier's parents sitting in the gigantic living room. I decide to say hi. "Good morning." I say. "Oh, Good morning dear." says his mom. His father nods and salutes me with a big smile. "Why are you up so late?" Liz says. (his mom) "Umm, the bed was just so comfortable , I had to practically rip myself from it." I say. We all laugh a little. "Well help yourself to to breakfast." she says. "Okay." I say and go back to the kitchen.

After breakfast I go out to the large green house in the back. I'm too afraid to upstairs and be surprised again. The green house is beautiful. I've never seen anything more gorgeous. Being in here soothes me. Its warm and bright. Walking in here you have to be a happy, at least a little. I feel someone hold me from behind.

"Henry st-" I don't continue when I see Xavier's confused face. "Henry? Why would Henry do that?" Xavier asks as he backs away from me , getting angrier and angrier my the minute. "No. Xavier just let me explain." I plead. "Explain what? That my cousin hugs you from behind? I don't think so." says angrily and speed walks away. "Xavier! Wait! Its not what you think!" I yell as I catch up to him. We're now standing in front of the glass sliding doors into the house. "Well never really is, is it?" he says with a 'I don't really believe you' voice. I move so I stand in front of the door. We are going to finish this out here. I don't want anyone else to hear us argue. "Well where were you this morning?" I ask. "How is this relevant to what we are talking about!" he basically shouts. "Just answer." I say and cross my arms. "Fine. I was at Harvard getting some things organized for when I go next week. I wanted to be able to spend our last days together. Is that a crime?" he yells in my face and starts pacing. "It is if your girlfriend is being sexually harassed!" I shout. His head shoots up instantly and looks at me. I open the patio door and go in the house. "What's wrong?" asks his mom. I ignore her knowing I would scream in her face if I said anything. I start going to the front door to get my coat, purse, and keys. I'm leaving. I go out and slam the door behind me. I unlock the car and start driving away.