The Guyfriend

Chapter 8 - Not So Gorgerous Anymore

I snatched my pen up and spun around. Blade chuckled, "You're irresistible!"

I glared at him but my anger slipped away as he said, "You wanna skip class?"

I walked to my bag and he followed. I shoved my stuff into it. I lifted it and swung it on to my shoulders.

"Definitely but can I choose where we go?"

He mimicked a two year old, "But I wanted to pick."

I smiled up at him. He was about the same height as Elliot. A stab of guilt went through me.

I pushed all thoughts of Elliot to the far corner of my brain and answered Blade, "OK then."

I started to walk out the door but Blade snagged my arm. "Wait up!" He slipped his hand into mine. I felt like the happiest person alive.

.................

"We are here." His voice echoed in the small shed.

I surveyed my surroundings. The shed was old and had a haunted feeling to it. I wondered suddenly how the hell I got into this. The only light was from a natural skylight and fairy lights that were set up all along the perimeter of the shed. I gazed, awestruck, at the effect it gave. I had skipped class many times before this but never with someone else. I watched Blade flop onto a bed and unbutton his shirt. I saw toned muscle begin to show. I snapped back to reality. "What the hell are you doing!" I said, giggling. He laughed, "Finishing what we started at that party." I felt my cheeks redden.

He rose of the bed and glided toward me. I began, "I don't think I am ready for..." He cut me off with a long, lingering kiss. I melted into him. The sensible part of my brain screamed to pull away but I couldn't do it. His kisses were hungry and passionate. I thought of Elliot's lips and the way they were soft and gentle. He pulled away and frowned, "You seem distracted."

I thought of Elliot. "I am not ready for this, Blade. We haven't even been dating a day and you're already thinking about that."

I gestured to the bed. He laughed sarcastically, "I wasn't thinking about it, I was planning it." I frowned. He grabbed my arm as I registered what he was saying. I screamed and tried to get my arm out of his strong grip.

He sneered, "Why do you think I drove you all the way out here? We are completely isolated, Jamie."

I glanced at his face. It no longer looked handsome or gorgeous. He looked like a crazy, mad man. He threw me on the bed and pulled off his shirt. I tried to kick him away but he swatted my blow away like it was a fly. Panic flowed into my blood. He climbed onto the bed with a look of complete madness on his face.

He straddled my legs so I couldn't move them. His face was millimeters from mine. I threw a punch and he caught it and kissed my knuckles. I writhed under his weight. He laughed an evil laugh. He made his kisses travel up my arm until he found my lips. I tried to pull away but he didn't let me. His tongue traced my lips. I had a moment of genius. I bit his lip. He pulled back with pain obvious on his face. "Did you just bite me?" he said grinning, while blood dripped down his chin. I took this chance of distraction to throw another punch. It caught him in the side of the head. He grunted in pain and lifted his weight of me.

I kneed him in the balls. He cried out and fell off the bed. I sat up and began to run. He caught my ankle.

"You're not going anywhere." I spun around and ground my converse into his wrist. He let go instantly. I saw his keys resting on a chair. I grabbed them and sprinted out the door.

Blade was screaming out behind me, "I will get you again, Jamie. Just you wait." My vision was blurry as I jumped in his Patrol. I turned the keys in the ignition and screamed down the dirt road.