Flickering Shadows

Caught (Chapter 20)

CAUGHT

SEX WITH DYLAN was amazingly perfect.  Even though I technically was not a virgin, I still considered him my first time.  We fell asleep afterwards and woke up to an alarm going off.  Both of us bolted upright.  Neither of us knew what was going on, but it did not take long to find out.  At that precise moment, Dr. Blake poked his head out of this stairwell.  An unspoken "Oh, shit" transferred through us.  I hurriedly tried to put on any clothing I could before we were discovered.

           "Hey!" he barked suddenly.  I wrapped the blanket around my bare chest.  "Get over here!"

           Dr. Blake marched over to us and pulled us by our wrists down the stairs. "My dress!" I gasped.

           "Someone will get it later." He spat angrily.

           We were paraded through the hall-where all the patients were out of their rooms seeing what the cause of the alarm was.  It could easily have been the most humiliating experience of my life.  I met Amanda's eyes and she burst out laughing.

           Dylan I were in trouble-big trouble.  We were dragged to Dr. Howard's office.  I wondered what she would say.  No doubt my grandma would be notified.  I shuddered at the thought-what a pleasant phone call that would be.  "Hi, Mrs. Arnold, were you aware that your granddaughter is a slut?"

           Dr. Howard glared at us through her reading glasses. "Thank you, Mark. You two, sit!"

           Once we were sitting, Dylan grabbed my hand and squeezed it.  It was oddly comforting.  "What the hell were you two thinking?" she growled.

           Neither of us responded.  "I love her/him," was not a good response that was bound to get us in less trouble.  Then Dr. Howard lowered her voice a few octaves. "I'm only yelling because Dr. Blake is outside the door listening." She picked up a large stress ball that was sitting on her desk and launched it at the door.  We stifled laughs as Dr. Blake's startled jump could be heard, and he walked away cursing.

           "Now," she continued in a calm, amused voice. "Tell me why I have two nearly naked teens in my office at six in the morning."

           "We were just...you know, hanging out on the roof.  Then we fell asleep.  And crazy, there, dragged us down here." Dylan explained.

           "Very convincing lie!" Dr. Howard smiled. "How, pray tell, did you get up there? That is something I am dying to know!"

           "The stairs." I answered matter-of-factly.

           Dr. Howard laughed. "Now, I do not see any reason to severely reprimand you, but other doctors feel differently. I do have to thank you, though, for letting us know that you can escape out that door. It'll be locked from now on."

           "Can I ask how long you've been going up there to do 'it'?" she asked.

           "That was our first time," Dylan said. "But we've been going up there just to hang for months."

           We all chatted casually for a while longer, and then we were let go.  Dylan and I weren't allowed in the computer lab or the rec room for the remainder of our stay.  I would have to handwrite my essay for graduation, which was a bummer, but I suppose I did deserve it.

           "I had a great time last night." I told him as we awkwardly walked back to our rooms.

           "Me too." He smiled. 

           Dylan pulled me into a hug, getting us scowls from nearby nurses, and let me go.  It was bittersweet.  I could still see him, but not all the time.  He would be busy and I would be busy.  But, I was leaving in a week, to be without him forever.