dynasty's story waterloo road

chapter 15

The end of the day beckons and Kevin pulls me to the library.

"What are we going to do" his eye brows furror and hsi expression can only be described as stern as i jsut shake my head.

"He needs to see me again or he'll hurt you Kevin" he just shakes his head, jaw clenched

"Not an option" his tone is cold and makes me shiver, the pressure on my hand strengthens as i have an idea to keep him safe for another night.

"I have to go to the ladies room" I weakley reply as he nods, trying to smile. We walk to the ladies room and he unwillingly releases my hand as i enter he stone room. I climb through the open window and stumble down the drive to the black car. The door opens and i slide in, strembling as he kisses my cheek. The car starts and the pur of teh engeine make me shake.

 He laughs at my sudden movement as i stare ahead.

"Whats wrong babes" his tone is persistant

"Nothing im just tired stevo..." I reply trying to put my usual bounce into my tone

"Hope you're not too tires, got some bubbly back at the flat, we're gonna have a sleepover we are."

Something drops in my stomach as he drives toward a bar.

"How about a warm up, were meeting some friends of mine, you'll love them."

I nod feebly as we enter the pub, the smell of cheap beer and cigarette smoke hit me like a stone wall as a yell errupts,

"Good old stevo" a man yells with red curls

"And who's this you've brought us?" a blond asks, eye brows raised. He winks and i tense as stevo pulls me down onto the seat. The other men stare at me asnd whisper, one letting out a deep chuckle from the overs remarks, i feel ice cold. They down their drinks and a booming song fills the air as the blond one gets up,

"Wanna dance love?" he slurs as stevo laughs and pushes me up and the man aways againstme. His hands fall down past my waist and i grit my teeth as his head falls close to mine whispering,

"Wanna go soem place private?" i chill enters my body, racing through me

"Dont think stevo would like that" I chirp, praying he doent hear the false note in my voice,

"Dont think he would mind" and before i respond the blond gut calls,

"Stevo, your girl needs the ladys room" stevo nods and downs his drink as he starts an arm wrestle with the ginger.

 The blond pushes me toward the bathroom, one hand on my arm, the other on my bum, i instinctively smack it away and he turns and slaps me as i hear a deep voice call,

"Get your hands off her!" Mr clarkson stood fist clenched as he eyes the mid twenties man, he slurred,

"That got nought to do with you mate, walk away"

The teacher, glared at the man and grabbed his arm, hauling off me. My terrified eyes thanked him as i backed away. The blond shouted,

"She's mine, come here babe!" Tears roll down my cheeks as i cradle my red cheek as Mr Clarkson turns around, helping me stumble aside him, away from them,

"Bloody prude" the blond shouts I shake, terrified as Mr Clarkson takes me into his car and drives. Silence fills every inch of teh confined space as he turns round corners.

"kevins been looking for you" The teacher states

"I asked why but he said he couldnt tell me, so i guess ill come in with you" I look outside and my eyes widen as we reach chalkys flat. We get out of the car and walk to the front path.

"Please sir, i just need to get a jumper, my clothes..." He looks down at me for the first time and sees the rip in my blouse that hasnt been tended to were loose threads hand that once wore buttond. He nods as we enter. Kevin hugs me, tightening his grasp on me as i cry into his shoulder. He stares at my appearence and clenches his fist whispering,

"stevo?" i dont answer, just go to the bedroom and grab a thich jumper, it is so big it drapes to my knees, my makeup it smudged and my eyes red and i let out a strangled sob.