I watch our small town fly by at a speed I didn't even know was possible for my sad truck. I didn't know if it was legal for that matter. Pressing myself closer to my door I look over to Jordan tapping the wheel and bobbing his head.
"Can-can you please slow down," I whimper, "I can't come home with a speeding ticket," just the thought of my father finding out I got a ticket makes me sick to my stomach.
He eases up, giving me a gentle smile. I'm certain he could hear my panicked heartbeat; I'm not going to easily show I am scared even though it was probably obvious.
"I'm sorry about Trevor this morning, he is such an ass."
I shrug my shoulders and shift in my seat, "I'm used to it, he could have done worse."
He furrows his brow and looks me up and down, "He shouldn't get away with that."
"Welcome to the unjust world of high school. Nobody gives a damn."
Out of nowhere the car moves to the side and is on the shoulder of the road. I know how this kind of thing goes, when a guy who you know can be violent pulls over that fast something is going to happen.
When the car has stopped I jump out and run, I have no clue where I'm going, there are no other cars, nowhere to hide on the dirt back road.
Not even ten feet away from the truck I feel arms wrap around my arms and waist.
"Let go of me you son of a bitch! Help!" I screech, and I don't stop, not until he's squeezing me so tight I can barely breathe and my throat feels rough and dry.
"Rhea! Calm down!" I fight against his hold but don't scream, "I'm not going to do anything, stop fighting. I promise I won't hurt you, I just want to talk."
My chest heaves and my body remains tense as he rests his head on my shoulder, he begs under his breath and I nod gently before he loosens his grip and I pull away.
"I don't want to hurt you," he takes a step back, "I swear, I'm just trying to help."
"Yeah right, just take me home," I stomp past him, heading back to my truck.
"He treats you like crap and you want to go back?"
I grab his bag and throw it at him, "It's not like I have a choice, and I can take care of myself."
"Seriously? You come to school almost every day with another crap cover up, you never stand up for yourself at school when guys like Trevor pick on you, you isolate yourself and hide! How is that taking care of yourself? This is the most emotion I've ever seen from you and I've been in eight of your classes over the past three years."
I scoff at him and walk over to the drivers seat, he blocks the door from opening with his hand.
"Let me in," I pull as hard as I can to no avail, "This is my car!"
"Please, just give me a chance here," He closes his eyes for a second, "I really just want to help, I'm not trying to hurt you, if you're really this uncomfortable I'll take you back home."
I bite my tongue and step back, letting him get in the drivers seat. I get in on the other side but keep my distance.
"Can we go back? I have homework, and I'm going to be late for work."
He nods, turning the truck back towards town, "Where do you work?"
"The little hardware store near the church, I've worked there for over a year."
"Do you want to just go straight there?" He taps his fingers on the wheel again, slower than before.
"Yeah I guess, I don't want to make you walk home or anything, if you want to drive yourself home first I do know the way to my work."
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Stop in the Name of Love (Completed)
Romantiek"SITNL was one of the most realistic and heartfelt stories that i've seen in a while. It told a story of two teenagers who through love were not only able to learn from each other and always be there for one another through thick and thin but also a...
