Sex and the Treaty

Crumbling feelings.

Stacy's perspective:

I ran home skipping all the remaining periods. This couldn't be happening. Atticus would never do that. Not when my heart was so sure it wouldn't happen that way. He couldn't betray the trust I had. But he did. He used me for his own pleasure. For his own sexual needs. 

"I love you.." He said last night. 

All that was a lie. It was all a lie. I threw my pillow on the floor and pulled my bed sheet out of my mattress. Everything that happened last night, was such a lie. I crumbled on the floor crying. How he ended it without any hesitation. Without any concern about how I would feel. 

"You are special." His voice rang inside my head.

All the things we did last night, played as a movie when my eyes shut. Him kissing me when I was in a towel, then the thing at the dinner table, the movie room, then my room. This very bed, how he'd ripped my clothes off and how I'd wanted him. How he touched me everywhere.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as I blocked my ears with my hands. His voice just playing inside my head. 

"You are special."

"I love you.."

"You naughty little sister." 

"Stop screaming."

"You don't know how badly I wanted you."

"You.. are so beautiful."

"Nooooooooooooo! LIAR. YOU'RE A LIAR." I screamed shutting my ears again. More tears just started to flow out of my eyes. 

How stupid of me to actually trust him. Trust him with my virginity. 

I sure had kissed guys before and I sure had given them blow jobs but this was never the extent I had been to. Today morning was the time I realized that I gave up my virginity to the right person. I just assumed he of all would never hurt me. Assuming that the deal was just his way of starting something I've been wanting for so long.

I wanted him to notice me. I wanted him to fall for my pranks. I did know him so much that he would never break my trust. After how close we'd gotten, I did trust myself that much that I could at least trust him to this extent. But no, the trust I had on my decisions are aloof now. 

"I HATE MYSELF!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. 

"STACY! STACY CALM DOWN.." I felt arms tug me. 

I wiggled away thinking about how he'd touched me. 

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" I screamed moving away from the grip.

"Stacy.. Its me Bonnie. Stacy please calm down." Bonnie wrapped me again and I didn't resist now. I let her cool me down as I sobbed in her arms. 

"I knew something was up when you ran out of school. So I followed you. What happened?" She asked stroking my arm. 

"H-He's a jerk. Bonnie, h-he played m-me.." I sobbed with my chest heaving up and down. 

"Who? Atticus?" She asked slowly.

"D-Don't take his n-name." I gave a disgusted look.

"I told you Stace, I told you not to trust him. Well, I was late since you'd already given your virginity to him. But they're all the same Stacy. He, Luke, Nick, Davis and Dean. They're a fucking group of psychos." Bonnie said.

"And of all, Atticus is your brother. Step-brother but how did you end up trusting him so easily in one night?" Bonnie asked shaking her head.

"Isn't it clear enough? I like him. I liked him a lot. But he didn't take a long time to turn that like into hate." I scowled sobbing again.