The Quiet

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

*Nathan's Point of View*

           It's been almost 2 months since I have spoken to Athena, it was a terrible feeling. I drank alcohol to make her go away, smoke or even make out with some random girl. None of these methods worked so I spent most of my day hiding my pain. I was now hanging out with a group who calls themselves, "The Freaks." They were bad boys of our school, they did everything illegal which I now take part in. Some of them weren't like that, but I wasn't really friends with them. I spent most of my time with the real troublemakers like Alex who was the leader.

           Ever since I started hanging out with them, girls hang on me like I was their oxygen. I thought being with them would take my mind off of Athena, but I was wrong. I would only make out with them if I thought about Athena, that it was her lips and not some random girl. I never had sex with any of them because it never felt right. Athena was the only girl I wanted to be with and I told her horrible things to make her go away. She was special to me, I love her and she wasn't some girl I wanted to have sex with. I didn't want to be with anyone else unless it was Athena.

           The boys and I were walking around the perimeter of the school, bored out of our minds. We were walking past the parking lot when we heard a noise. Our heads turned toward the sound, it was a car that squeaking from the bouncing. Automatically we knew someone was having sex in that car. It was a Dodge Challenger, the windows were blacked out, so none of us were able to see who it was. After a good amount of time, it stopped and we all waited to see who would emerge from the vehicle. The door opened and my heart stopped. It was Athena and Dean.

           Her hair was all over the place which she tried to fix while looking into the window that showed her reflection. She fixed her skirt and shirt, not wanting to have herself look chaotic. Hickeys were scattered on her neck, her skin was tinted with the bites. Dean looked satisfied with his actions, his fingers trailed the marks he left on her. When Athena was done fixing her outfit, she turned around to fix Dean's. He didn't care about fixing his clothes, he grabbed her hands and pinned them to the car. Dean pressed his lips to hers, wanting more of her affection.

           He laid one hand on her cheek while the other went under her skirt, grabbing her ass. The sight in front of me made me want to scream, but I stood there motionless. I thought she was going to push him away, but I was wrong when I saw her pull him closer. One of her hands snaked around his waist while the other rubbed the front of his pants.

           "Nathan, isn't that your girl?" I heard Alex ask, I shook my head. My jaw stiffened with rage. "Your reaction tells me otherwise." My head snapped over in his direction.

           "She was an old fling, nothing serious." I lied through my teeth to my friend. He nodded his head, making his dirty blonde hair move.

           He looked over at them, "she seems like a wild one. I wonder if I can get a piece of that." Alex licked his lips while his eyes focused on Athena. I wanted to grab his shirt and tell him not to even think about her, once again, I stayed silent.

           I stared back at the two who were still making out. She was still pushed up against the war, now her legs were wrapped around his waist. His lips were on her neck, I could hear a few moans slip from her mouth. They were such beautiful sounds to me, but I wasn't making her moan, Dean was. I wish that was me, I think about being with her every single day. I had her in my hand, I was the one who threw the relationship away. Her hands were still concentrated on his pants, the friction she was creating was giving him a boner.

           I grumbled under my breath before walking away from the explicit scene. I pulled out my cigarettes and pushing it into my lips, lighting it with my lighter. The toxins filled my lungs, I needed something to get my mind off of them. Deep down I knew Athena didn't love Dean, that was something I was sure of. I had the feeling she was using him to just take her mind off me, the same thing I was with other girls. This was her way of coping.