The Pond

Chapter Fourteen: I Need You Wyatt

PLEASE IF YOU HAVEN'T READ CHAPTER 13 SINCE MY UPDATE ON 11/24/17 (day after thanksgiving) , GO READ/ REREAD IT OR YOU WILL NOT UNDERSTAND THIS CHAPTER!!!

     I sat in the floor, locked in a bathroom stall. I cried and watched the time on my phone change until it was almost time for the bell, then I freshened myself up and waited for Wyatt to meet me at my locker.

When I saw him, my heart leaped. I hugged him and held him very tight. "Did you miss me during second period?" Wyatt laughed and kissed my forehead.

"You don't even know," I sighed into his chest and pulled away. "Wyatt..."

"Yeah, Zo?" He looked at me closely, with concern in his eyes.

"I-"

"Have you been crying?" Wyatt put a gentle hand to my cheek and rubbed my face with his thumb.

Wyatt took a look around.

"Yes," I continued, "but-"

I felt a grip around my hand, and again, I was pulled into the janitors closet very quickly.

Wyatt flipped the switch and cupped my face in his hands. He looked deep into my eyes and then pulled me into a hug.

"Are you okay?" He spoke to me while holding me tightly.

I thought to myself, no I'm not okay. Jackson is going to kill me and I don't know what to do, please help me, I need you Wyatt, but I remembered what Jackson said to me.

"You will remain my girlfriend. You will not tell anyone about what happened in here. And I mean NO ONE.", "If you do tell anyone, including the cops, you will regret it."

"Yeah, I'm okay." I pulled away from him and spared a glance at the wall behind us where Jackson had pushed me into, then quickly found my way back to Wyatt.

"Hey, Zo, while we're in here, do you think we could, maybe-"

I closed to space between Wyatt and I and wrapped my hands up in the cloth from his shirt, pressing my lips to his and catching him by surprise.

Wyatt kissed me back and slid his arm around my waist, pulling me into him even closer. And just like that, my heart felt better.

    
Wyatt dropped off Quinn after school and we watched her wave goodbye as she walked up to her house. Next stop was mine.

On the way their, Wyatt had a smile on his face. I watched him closely until the point my body was use to the feeling of the car slowing to turn into my driveway, but it never did. He passed my house.

"Where are we going?" I smiled at my boyfriend from my seat in the car.

     "Come on, you know me better than that?" Wyatt didn't look at me, but smiled. I knew he was taking me to the pond.

     "Our spot?" I smiled at the thought and so did he, and he nodded his head, taking my hand in his.

But when his fingered accidentally brushed my wrist, my veins ached at the memory of Jackson's hands, wrapped too tightly around them.

     We parked and got out of the car with Wyatt carrying his book bag back into the woods. I followed him and we snuck off into the trees.

     "Wyatt?" I grabbed his hand and my heart fluttered.

     He turned around, facing me on the trail, but once again, I didn't stop and he stood, brushing his body against mine. I was brought back to the last time we did that, but knew I could kiss him this time.

     He closed his eyes and let his breath out, then he whispered to me, making my breath hitch. "Stop tempting me just yet."

     "But I want to right now!" I whined to him and he smiled.

     "Fine, have it your way, Princess." Wyatt winked at me and bent down, readying himself to race me.

    "I hate you," I wrinkled my nose and did as he did as he counted down. "Three, two, one!"

     I chased Wyatt, knowing he was way too fast for me, but it got us there quicker. When we turned the corner to our spot, Wyatt stopped me.

     He smiled at me, blocking me from getting passed him. "Clothes, off." He bit his lip, looking down at my body and I giggled, turning at him and biting my lip too.

     I took off my shirt, slowly, and he watched me intently, doing the same. He threw his shirt in his bag and took mine. "Come here," Wyatt came closer to me.

     He slid his arm around my waist and lowered his head, staring into my eyes. I slid off my shorts and he smiled at me.

     He pulled away from me and grabbed my hand, leading me into the open area. He threw down his bag next to a tree and came over to me again.

     Then, he walked over to me, not slowing down one bit, but watching my body as he moved. When he got so close, he mumbled. "Fuck my life," he smacked his lips to mine and pulled me in.

     He wrapped his arms around me until our bodies were so close that I was pressed hard against him. He picked me up, making me wrap my legs around his waist and walked out into the water, not even opening his eyes.

     I blushed against his lips, kissing him harder and letting my legs slide down, so that I was standing in front of him. "Zoey," Wyatt pulled away from me.

     "What?" I backed up.

     "I'm so glad that I have you." He smiled and came close again.

     "I'm even more glad," I backed away, further into the water.

     "No you aren't," he smiled and shook his head, coming close again.

     "Fine, then you leave me no choice," I turned away from him, swimming out where I couldn't touch the bottom of the water, then dunked myself under.

     I waited, feeling the water pull around me until I felt his arms embrace me and pull me into him. Once I could breathe again, I opened my eyes, looking at my handsome boyfriend.

     "I love you, Zoey." Wyatt held me up in the water and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

     "I love you too, Wyatt."
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     That's it guys! Unless you guys want an extra chapter, that's their story. Zoey learned not to assume who people are the hard way. And being honest, I think we all judge people. It's an important lesson to learn and I'm glad to share this story with you all. Comment your thoughts and ideas of other stories you want or if you want a sequel or extra chapter!

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