I looked gratefully into the dark and half-said, half-croaked "Chris?"
The dark tall figure got closer and I stiffened and flinched backwards, half worried that what just happened could happen again."No, no, shorty it's me!" I heard him say before coming over and sitting on the bed beside me.
"Derek?" I asked in complete shock.
"Yeah, baby, just me." he said holding up his hands, showing me he wouldn't do anything. I was utterly shocked.
I sighed in relief, letting go of the fear that had filled my heart and brain only a minute ago. Derek smiled at me weakly and said "What happened? I was just walking up to find the bathroom and I saw that... that monster on you!"
My eyes started to well up, in a way I couldn't control.
Derek said "No, no, sweetheart shhhh. It's gonna be alright."
He patted my arm in a non-confrontational way but it wasn't enough for me.
I leaped forward suddenly and wrapped my arms over his shoulder and around him, starting to embarrassingly sob into him. nothing had happened. Nothing had happened. Nothing had happened.
But then... why did I feel so violated?
Derek continued shushing and then petting my hair, calming me down in a way I never thought he of all people would. I stayed there holding him for a while.
"Derek! Derek you can't tell the boys okay they can't know what happened they wont let me out again or with a guy and they can't-" I gushed out in a sobbing way.
He continued shushing me but never answered.
"Look, Dakota. I have to know. Did he... do anything to you?" I looked at him with wide eyes and my mouth popped open in a little O. I shook my head and he sighed until I said "He just kissed me and ummmm..."
It was then that I remembered my shirt was off. He seemed to notice too then. He awkwardly detached himself and passed the flimsy white cotton to me that had been beside him on the bed, looking away as I slipped it on. Once I did, I put out my arms again and he came back so i could hold onto something more.
"He didn't really do.. anything. He just tried." I said, raising my eyebrows and implying sex.
He whispered a little curse and started stroking my hair again, letting me calm down.
After a minute I heard a knock on the door that Derek had shut and then Chris walked in.
"Chris!" I called out, as he ran over to me in shock.
"What is he doing with you??" he asked in surprise. I knew that he knew I wasn't cheating on him or anything, but it was well known that I hated the big oaf. Prior big oaf.
"No, he saved me!" I said, hugging Derek's big teddy bear body closer and cutting off the air going to his brain.
He pulled away and said "Well, you'll be okay now right?"
I nodded but pouted a little as he pulled away. He was my hero. He saved me. Derek!
He tapped Chris's arm and led him into the hallway with a "We'll be right back."
I smiled sadly in understanding and he led him out, to explain what had happened.
A minute later Chris came back in, looking at me with a mix of horror and surprise. He sat beside me and said "Princess, I am so so SO sorry I wasn't here for you! And that it happened. I promise I will never let it happen again!"
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A Day in My Life
Teen FictionDakota Hastings is a 16-year-old girl that is tired of her life. Her overprotective older brothers have annoyed her for years but now that she is a freshman in high school, she is ready to find the place where she shines. Trying to fit in and be hap...