He's Just... Dangerous

Chapter 6

Nicolette's POV

Right now I am in my room, alone with Za downstairs 'Babysitting' me while Justin is gone. He went to the store. I decided to go downstairs and get some water. My digestive system isn't agreeing with my breakfast. At least I think. At least I hope. I walked downstairs and saw Za watching T.V. I walked past him, and felt him staring.

"Oooh." He said. I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"Pervert."

"Actually, Nicolette, is your period late?" He asked.

"Yeah, why would you ask-" I said, but realised I was wearing white Victoria Secret panties and white skinny jeans. I froze. Za started laughing as I ran upstairs crying.

"It's not funny!" I yelled through tears. I ran upstairs to the bathroom and locked the door. I calmed down and looked through the sink cupboard. I screamed in frustration since there was no pads left. I heard Za run upstairs to my sudden outburst. He tried to open the door, but failed.

"Za can you please go get me a pair of black Victoria secret panties and a pair of sweatpants." I said sobbing through the door.

"Okay." He said, and with that I heard him go into my room. After a few minutes I heard him come out and knock on the door. I unlocked the door, and let him in. He gave me a pair of underwear and sweatpants. I hugged him.

"Thanks Za, a lot." I said, as I rested my head on his chest.

"You're welcome baby." He said. I pulled away and he started walking out.

"Wait, Za." He turned around and I ran to him, kissing his cheek and then automatically shutting the door, locking him out.

"Thanks." He sounded happy, and I heard him go downstairs. I decided to use toilet paper for a 'Pad', just for now. I changed, and went downstairs. Twist was laying on the couch, watching T.V. again. I sat down in a chair next to the couch and he noticed. He motioned for me to come lay with him, so I did. He put his arm around my back and I snuggled up to his chest.

"I'm sorry for laughing at you." Za said.

"I guess it's okay." I said unsure.

"I really shouldn't have laughed at you." He sounded sad and upset.

"It's okay Za. You seem to have a lot of respect for women."

"Yeah, well I just don't feel right when I disrespect a woman. I get this guilt feeling in my stomach. A man most times, is more powerful than the woman, so they sometimes don't have any chance over a guy. It leaves nobody to pretect them. I just feel like it's unfair." Za said, and I nodded.

"I kinda know what you mean. I was bullied in 7th and 8th grade by this boy. His name was Chaz Somers. After school he would always beat me up on my way walking home. Sometimes I would try to avoide going in that direction home, but that just made things worst." My voice cracked and trailed off at the end.

"How worse?" Za asked. I stayed silent for a moment and he spoke up.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have-" I cut him off.

"No it's alright. He would try to sexually abuse me." I said quietly.

"Nicolette, I- I know Chaz." He said, stuttering. My eyes widened. I started to sob quietly in his chest. I wrapped my arms around him and he held me tight.

"It's okay, let it out." He said, and I started to cry harder. He just laid there, holding me. I liked it.

I liked it..... A lot.