Heaven

6. Recap in the girl's eyes

Tess' POV: Friday, September 9

So exhausting. God I don't even know why I throw these parties. They're so boring. It's the same thing every time. Just kids hooking up and getting wasted. I love how no one even asks why I have these parties randomly. Apparently this is my back to school party. That sounds so stupid. I decide to walk to my front door and see who's coming in. I see Dani, Holly, Mike, Briar, and oh. He is so hot. I stop him from coming in. I try to say 'Hello' and act sexy, but I just blurt out asking if I know him. Of course I know him, he's so hot. He's the new kid. With abs. Oh he's done talking. "Oh ok. Well have fun" I said. I notice his face when he walks in my house. He's clearly never been to party before. I make fun of him for it. I tell him to upstairs and I find some people to hang out with. When I go upstairs, I find him in complete shock as he turns away from my bedroom. I go inside and see people making love on my bed. Eww. I tell them to leave. I'm acting like a bitch and I don't care. Everyone starts talking in a circle and it's so boring. Who cares if Frank and Marissa stayed after school yesterday and got caught making out? I left to get a beer.

I grabbed one and chugged it. It felt so good. I was already drunk ahead of time and was acting stupid. I wanted to play a game. I asked who wanted to spin the bottle and no one was interested. I asked about seven minutes in heaven and everyone loved the idea. It was ok. I wanted to make out with Blake so much. He seems like a really nice guy. I wait my turn and then decide to spin the bottle, and it lands on Blake. Oh shit. Hell yeah.  

I lead him to the closet and turn on the light. We just waited there for a minute. Really? I finally get a hot guy alone and he doesn't do anything? "Well...come on do it" I say. He says he's never been kissed before. I think that is so cute. He just looks so lost and it's adorable. I start getting flashbacks of it happening again. I just shake my head and look at him. He was so tall. His eyes were so bright... I got lost in them. He leans in and kisses me. So many sparks. We were gentle and slow and then rough and fast...it was perfect. Then he moves his hand lower. He moves it off my neck and touches my back. He touched the same spot...I pushed him away. He looks even more lost. He asks what's wrong. I said nothing because he can't know. He hugged me so tight. He knew I was lying...I could just tell. I was on the verge of crying when I blurted it out that he should go. I was so stupid. I wanted him to stay and comfort me. I knew it wasn't seven minutes yet, but I was about to burst in tears. I opened up the closet door and told everyone to leave and they did, except for him. He stayed and asked if he did anything wrong and if I was ok. Oh my God why was he so nice? He made this really hard. I told him I wanted to be alone and that that was too fast for me. He left and as soon as he did I broke down. He told people to leave for me while I was upstairs. He was so sweet and I felt bad for telling him to leave. I just couldn't risk that again. I don't care if my heart is broken after doing it, I won't be raped again, and I'll do anything to make sure it never happens again.  

Sunday, September 18:

I'm still cleaning up after that stupid party. My parents are still somewhere in South America taking a continental tour. They could've brought me along, but then they would've had to cut back on their luggage, and lord knows that couldn't happen. Not with my mom. I feel like she just married my dad for money. My dad's family invented the famous Syracuse salt potatoes, which are amazing. They've been the number one food sold in Syracuse for years. I wonder if Blake likes salt potatoes...you can't go to Syracuse without eating them, it's a sin. I hear the phone ringing and stop cleaning. I answer it, it's my friend Tiffany. "Hey what's up?" I ask. She mumbles something that sounds dramatic. "What?" I ask. This time I can clearly hear her. "Oh my God..what hospital?!" I start freaking out. "Thanks Tiffany. Bye." I grab my car keys and drive to the hospital. I can't believe it. I'm going way over the speed limit but I don't care. I just hurry up, and I finally get there. I usually live about 40 minutes away from the hospital but I got there in less then 10 minutes. Whoops. Oh well.

I get inside the hospital and asked the receptionist "Where is Blake's room?!" She asks what he was in for since I don't know his last name. "Gunshot. He's 16, brown hair, brown eyes, about 5'10", maybe taller." She tells me he's in room 113. I run to the elevator that's almost closed and go up a level. I run down all the halls and just keep asking myself all these different questions. Is he going to be ok? Will he need surgery? Where was he shot? How'd this happen? And why the hell didn't I get dressed before coming here? I'm about to see the hot dead kid I like and i'm wearing pajamas? By the time I got to his room, he wasn't there. He must just be leaving right now. I saw some kids from school and found out how it happened. So brave. 

 Monday, September 19

I search all throughout the school and finally find Blake in homeroom. I hug him and tell him how brave he was. He asked why. He's so humble. He freaked out a little bit after I told him why. Whoops. I heard the wrong rumor. Still, saving Briar from prostitution is pretty damn cool. He still went off about being called a hero. He yelled at me and apologized and it was really no big deal. I get yelled at way worse at home anyway. I told him it was no big deal because it wasn't. I asked him to hang out and bit my lip. Why the hell did I just do that? He's going to say no and i'll be so embarrassed. He gives me a look asking 'Why should I?'. Just then I notice my shirt's a little low. I don't want to be a tease but i'm thinking of a way about how to change his mind. I pull my shirt up and then push my boobs up more. I think he noticed it. I hope he didn't though because I felt like a skank after I did it. He didn't look like he was looking anyway, being the kind little Christian boy he is. Either way he said yes and I was thrilled. I said I'd pick him up on Friday for dinner at Dinosaur BBQ at 6. They're famous for...everything. Including their wango tango sauce.

I nearly died before I got home. I looked through my closet to find something sexy to wear. I see a dress I bought with the money my parents gave me to not tell anyone they'd be gone for like four months. It was a strapless sparkly red dress with a black belt that on the outside which was right below where my boobs would be, with a bow connected to it lopsided. It was short. It looked sexy and elegant, but maybe a bit too much for Dinosaur BBQ. I'd be getting it dirty with sauce anyway. Hey, that's my parents fault. They gave a 16 year old party girl $2,000 to buy something and I did. There goes their crappy bribe money.