The Strange Boy (completed)

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Part twenty-seven
I woke up, and Ricky was still sleeping. I twirled his hair, and he woke up with a smile.
"Morning babe." He said.
"Good morning." I said kissing him, and leading him up with the kiss.
"Do you wanna skip? We can if you want. Go have some of our own fun." He said with a guilty smirk.
I laughed and said "No. We have to go. Now go get ready, okay?"
"Okay." He said not happy nor upset with my answer.
I went to his closet, and pulled out some of my clothes I'd left over there. I changed into a white t shirt with black designs on it, some black skinnies, Ricky's black hoodie, and some black vans.
I put on some black smokey make up, and did my hair. I flipped up my septum, and waited for Ricky.
He came back into room in the same black beanie, a white t shirt, black jeans, and some black vans. His makeup was smokey, and it was almost cloudy around his eyes.
"Well isn't my princess matching with her prince today." He said with a laugh.
I laughed, and kissed him. He fell into the kiss, and whenever I pulled back, he went back in. He pulled back, and I said "I need to call Chris. I haven't spoken to him in awhile."
"That's fine." He said to my comment.
I dialed Chris's number, and waited for him to answer. The phone didn't even ring once, but Chris had already answered.
"Hey baby." He said playfully.
"Hi." I said. "What've you been up too? How are Josh and Ang?" I asked excited.
"Their doing great. We've actually been meeting once a week, and we're actually starting a band for a battle of the bands contest pretty soon." He said happily.
"Amazing. What's the band called?" I asked.
"Motionless in White." Chris answered. "We met a few guys, and they've been playing with us."
"Amazingly great. Well I have to go I'll talk to you soon. Stay safe. Don't drink a lot. And have fun." I told him.
"Alright I will. Bye baby Ash."
"Bye."
I hung up, and looked at Ricky.
"What's going on?" He asked.
"They've been starting a band for a contest." I told him.
"Cool. Come on we've got to school, or unless you want to skip." He said with a suggestive smirk. "You know have our own kind fun like I said we could." He finished his thought with a wink.
I playfully hit his chest, and said "All of that does sound amazing, but you're almost 17, and I'm 16. And I don't think you want to get into something you don't want to stay in."
After that we went down stairs, and grabbed our stuff, and as I put my backpack on my shoulders, Ricky picked me up, and ran outside to his car. I was laughing so hard I was crying. He put me in the passenger seat, and got in.
He drove to school, and we got out. The air was crisp, and cold. I had Ricky's hand, and walked in. We got to our first period, and sat down in the back as usual. We got our iPods out, and started listening to music.
The teacher came in, and sat down. He looked borderline sleep deprived. He had circles around his eyes, and didn't say anything to us. I dropped it, and turned my head to Ricky.
"So what do you have planned for tonight?" I asked.
"I don't know. Probably do nothing, or spend time with someone." He said smirking.
"And by someone you mean?" I asked with a smile.
"My little shit, of a girlfriend." He said laughing.
I playfully smacked his face, and put my head on his shoulder. The bell rang 30 minutes later, and we went to second, then third, then fourth, and so on and so forth.
When we got to eighth period Rachel and Charlotte had taken the spots we always sat in, and when we walked through the door, they snatched Ricky away from me. I felt my bottom lip quiver, but didn't cry. I sat down on the other side of the room, in a corner.
I looked over, and he was sitting between them. I put in my headphones, and blasted the ScreamWorks album into my ears. Around the third track (HeartKiller) I heard yelling.
"What the hell Ricky!" Charlotte screamed. "I thought I told you not to talk to her when you're with me!"
"Why the fuck do you care? She's my girlfriend. What did you think I didn't have standards?" He said with a slight laugh.
She slapped him across the face, and I stood up and walked over there. I hit her back.
"Don't ever touch my boyfriend again you bitch." I said to her, and grabbed Ricky and lead him back over to where I was sitting.
"Are you okay?" I asked concerned. I turned his face, and looked at the slap. The bruise was already starting to form.
I slid my arm down, and covered my hand with the sleeve. I squeezed it, and closed my eyes. I was mad. I wanted to kill her. I had already told her if she messed with my friends she wouldn't do it again, but now that me and Ricky are together she crossed the line.
"Hey, hey, hey it's okay. Look I'm fine." He said holding my face with his hands.
I let out a breathe, and nodded.
He put his arm around me, and I put my head on his shoulder. We talked the rest of the period, and every now and then he'd whisper sweet little nothings in my ear, and every time I would laugh, Charlotte and Rachel would turn around feeling obviously envious.
The bell rang, and we waited for a minute. When we got up, we walked out hand in hand. We walked out of school, and everyone stopped and looked at us. I felt uncomfortable so I let go of his hand, and walked faster.
I was way in front of Ricky, and I was close to the car. But then I heard grunting. I turned around, and saw Ricky and some asshole named Aaron fighting. Everyone crowded around cheering. I cleared a path, and started screaming. It wasn't working.
I gave up on the screaming, and got in the middle of it. I managed to push both of them away from each other, and grabbed Ricky. We ran to his car, and we got in.
He started his car, and he drove off. I didn't say a word to him, nor him to me. His noise was bleeding. We got to his house, and we got out of the car.
He opened the door, and I walked in. He closed the door, and said loudly "What the hell Ash?! You could've gotten hurt!"
I stopped mid step, and froze. I stood there. My breathing was stuttering.
"You got into a fight Ricky! What the hell did you want me to do?! Leave it alone, and act like you weren't getting hurt?!" I yelled back, I was facing him now.
"Aaron called you a slut! I took the first punch! He said you cheated on Chris with me! I was going to fight for what I loved!" He yelled back.
My eyes widened. I started shaking my head. I ran to the door, and opened it. I ran out. I ran to the abandoned lake.
I got through the clearing, and it wasn't abandoned anymore. I saw men with orange prison suits on. They turned, and faced me. They all had evil smirks on their faces. I started to back up, and then one lunged at me. He tackled me, and I hit the ground.
The one who tackled me started taking off my jacket. I was screaming. I was screaming hoping someone would come, and help me. He had a knife, and said if I didn't shut the hell up he was going slit my throat.
He had his hand over my mouth muffling my screams. I was crying. I was kicking, and trying to get him off. With every kick I felt pain. That's all I felt. I heard someone coming, and then I saw Ricky.
He ran over, and pulled the guy off. That's when I knew. That's when I knew he raped me. I had rips in between my pant legs. I grabbed Ricky's jacket, and stood there crying. Ricky ran over to me, and grabbed my hand. We ran for his house. I was sobbing. We ran until we got to his house.
We got in his house, and slammed the door shut. He stood in front of me, and I slid down the door. I got the ground. He sat down in front of me, and he had tears in his eyes.
He pulled me to his lap, and said "We need to call the police."
"I know. But it will be easy to find them." I paused, and he looked at me weird. "They were friends of my dad. They broke out. My dad is still recovering from the shot. He's been really uncooperative. So it's taking longer than usual. They knew who I was. Oh my god they hated me. That's why. They had been in jail for rape." I finished crying harder than before.
"We still need to call the police Ash. You're traumatized. Ash he fucking raped you. We need to call them." He said.
He got out his phone, and dialed 911. He told them the story, and they were here 15 minutes later.
"Do you know why they raped you?" One officer asked me.
"They were friends of my dad, and they hated me." I told him.
"Where did he rape you?" He asked again.
"At an abandoned lake. It's covered up by bushes." I answered.
"Can you name any characteristics if you saw any?"
"Yeah. He had gold teeth, hazel eyes, and a scar on his head. He was bald. I know which friend it was." I told them.
"If you know please tell us." The officer said.
"His name is Jim. Jim Potter." I answered.
"He had gone missing earlier tonight. Looks like we found him. Thank you for your cooperation. I'm sorry this happened." He said to me.
"So am I." I said back.
They left, and it was just me and Ricky. Ricky sat down next to me, and said "Come on. Let's go get you cleaned up."
I nodded and took his hand. He took me to his bathroom, and started the shower. I got in, and started cleaning my body, and hair. I got out, and he handed me a towel. I got dried off, and we went to his room. I changed into one of his shirts, and a pair of shorts.
He turned off his lights, but left his lamps on. He told me to go to sleep, but I couldn't. When I did I would wake up, and start screaming. He made the terrors start up again.
Ricky stayed up with me, and just held me. He told me some stories, and watched some movies with me. The sun started to rise, and I had an anxiety attack. I wasn't well enough to go to school. He called the school, and explained everything. Why he wasn't going to be there today, and what happened to me.
I got a call a couple of hours after that. It was from the police station. They said they're going to take the case to court, and I needed to go.
I told Ricky, and we got ready. We put on suitable clothes for the courtroom, and we got in the car. I held his hand, and we listened to some music.
Ricky was giving everything he had to try and get me to talk. No matter what I wouldn't say a word. He would still talk to me, and I would listen.
We got to the courthouse, and we got out. When he got in we saw the man who raped me. Ricky slid his arms around my shoulders, and he gave us a smirk.
We got to the room, and I had lawyer appointed to me. He was good. He did a good job, and all. First Jim went up, and told his side of the story, and I was trying to hold back my laugh, when I knew he was lying.
It was my turn, and Ricky was looking at me the whole entire time. I sat down on the stand, and Jim's lawyer asked me "So Ms. Grey you say my client raped you."
"Yes."
"How do you know it was him?"
"I could see his facial characteristics with the light I had. The street light was enough for me to see your client." I said to his question.
"Where did the incident happen?"
"At a lake blocked off by bushes." I answered.
"No further questions your honor."
They let me go back to my seat, and I had a tiny anxiety attack. The judge called recess, and I went to Ricky. We ate lunch, and when we were done we went back into the room.
"How does the jury find the defendant?" The judge asked the jury.
"We find the defendant guilty your honor for rape in the first degree." One women said.
I felt a relief, and I felt someone grab my shoulder. I turned around and it was my mother. I backed up, and she looked at me. I went through the gate, and walked right past her, and straight to Ricky's open arms.
"Oh my god are you okay?" My mother asked.
"I'm fine." I told her.
"Do you want to move to Chicago with me? After all of this." She explained.
I shook my head. "I have people I love here. I don't want to waste it. I love Ricky and Chris. I want to stay in Scranton still." I said.
She agreed and left. Ricky led me out of the court house, and to the car.
"Do you think I'm pregnant with his baby?" I asked scared.
"No. I don't think you are. Do you want to go get a sonogram, and check?" He asked worried.
I nodded, and we went to the nearest hospital. They only took appointments, but luckily the doctor was kind enough to let us get one done without one.
We got to the sonogram room, and the doctor took the sonogram. When we were done we went outside the room. He came out with the results a few minutes later, and I wasn't pregnant.
I hugged Ricky, and was breathing hard from relief. The doctor said I was lucky, and that he was sorry. I said thank you, and we left.
We got to his house, and went to his room. We got changed out of those clothes, and into our pajamas. We got a few hours of sleep, and I didn't wake up once during the few hours.
We stayed in bed for the rest of the day, and watched a few movies. It was nice. I enjoyed our little stay in night. It was comfortable. I was happy. But I will never forget the night that shook up our lives for the rest of our lives.