Sparta ~Tommy Conlon

Chapter 6: Revenge

TW

Malia's POV:

Here we go...

"I-it was mainly Cooper, D-Dustin, Jackson, and Grimes... But here and there it was Kelly, Kristen, and Jenna..."

Tommy shook his head. "Anything else?" He mumbled.

I hesitated. "I- Um..."

Tommy looked at me and grabbed my hands. "You can tell me."

"I know, I just feel so gross.."

Tommy's eyes narrowed down on mine. "What happened?"

"I-I was almost raped 3 times..." I whispered as quietly as possible.

My eyes fell to tears as Tommy's became even more enraged. "What?!" He jumped off the bed and started pacing around the room. "Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Tommy, I was convinced that you hated me," I whispered.

He stopped dead in his tracks. "Why would you believe that?!"

I jumped at the anger in his voice. "I don't know..."

He sighed and sat on the bed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell..."

"It's ok, just, can you do me a favor?"

"Of course Malia, anything you need."

"Please stay with me... I really need you."

Tommy nodded and climbed next to me. He got under the covers with me and wrapped me in his arms. I was up against his chest that was covered by his soft t-shirt. I nuzzled into him and tangled my feet with his. He softly kissed my forehead and set his chin on the top of my head. I set my head in the crook of his neck and I don't know what came over me, but I kissed his neck softly. I felt his arms tense up and his hold on me tightened, I smiled, "Goodnight Tommy."

"Night beautiful." He mumbled.

I blushed and tried to get even closer to Tommy. For the first time all week, I didn't feel alone, I felt safe and loved. Tonight, when the darkness consumed me, I wasn't afraid...

Tommy's POV:

"Night beautiful," I mumbled.

Malia fell asleep within seconds after I said that. I stroked her hair and inhaled her scent, she made me forget about all the rage I had felt just moments ago. I had been with her for about an hour when her mom opened the door.

"Hey Malia, were home early." She whispered.

I looked up to see Mrs. Summers at the door. She smiled and turned on the light, "Hey Tommy."

"Hi Mrs. Summers," I replied.

She smiled. "Tommy how many times have I told you, you can call me Callie."

"Right, sorry."

She came over to the bed and sat down next to me. Callie had always loved me and Malia being friends and I saw her as a second mother. "Is Malia asleep?"

I looked at Malia and then back at Callie. I nodded, "Yeah, she's had a rough week..."

"What happened?" She asked.

I sighed. "We got into a 'fight' on Tuesday going to school. I left and went to the gym and didn't go back to school for the rest of the week. Well, while I was gone, she was bullied verbally and physically. She was almost raped and got the crap beat out of her."

"Oh my god, tell me you're joking."

I shook my head, "I wish I was." I moved my hand and gently moved her head from the crook of my neck to my chest so her mother could see the bruises on her face.