Summer Camp (Ryllon)

Thirteen: Feel

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It's been a full month since Dallon and I first met. I've gotten used to the camp style and the people. I told Spencer just last week that I don't think I've ever felt this happy since before I moved away. He agrees with me, and I'm glad. There's one and a half months left. I don't know what I'm gonna do for now on, I'm done with school. I could get a job and find a place to live, I guess.

Every day has felt quite golden ever since Dallon and I kissed. It's happened plenty more times when we're alone, mostly in our cabins. He's fine with the fact that I'm already a little anxious about how I'm the new kid, so he agrees that we should keep us a secret. If someone finds out I know it'll ruin me. My anxiety will ruin me. People will hate me, people will hurt me, and I sure as hell know that eventually Dallon's gonna realize how much he doesn't like me. We try to be apart as much as we can in public. We still sit next to each other but the other day Spencer told me it's weird to see me without Dallon next to me.

Though, today it was cloudy. It wasn't golden, and it confused me.

I walk carefully out of the bathrooms, trying to be as quiet as I can. Everything felt too hot so I splashed some water on my face. The moon is shining bright but my chest is filled with anxiety just walking in the dark. I take a deep breath, already regretting not waking Mikey up and asking him to come with me. I didn't wanna bother him, but now I think that should have been my choice.

I hear leaves crunch behind me and when I briefly glance over my shoulder, I see the person that is the reason why I should've asked Mikey to come with. He pins me against the tree, attaching his lips to a space just on my shoulder and sucks in. I try to push him away, but he's pushing all of his weight against me.

"Oh, come on, you know you want this," he tells me. "It's not like anyone else cares enough to give you so much attention, huh? Does Dallon touch you like this?"

He places his hand on my crotch and rubs me through my pajama pants. He covers my mouth and stares into my terrified eyes. He laughs, because to him this is hilarious. He's getting what he wants.

"Don't you want him to touch you?" Shane asks again. I don't move. I'm frozen. I look past him, trying to decipher exactly where I am. What I know is that he's not gonna get far, because I jump up slightly against the tree, bend my knee, and kick him in the chest. He falls to the ground and I run. I run as fast as I can, trying to use the moon to my advantage to see my surroundings. My back burns because trees are rough and there's even a possibility of my back bleeding.

I see mine and Mikey's cabin but I know that there's not gonna be enough time for me to turn and unlock the door, so I keep running. I'm faster than him, but he's still running fast. I speed up a little bit and take a turn around a cabin just to see if I can lose him a bit. I reach the cabin and bang on the door with panic and fear. It opens and I run in and slam and lock it behind me, gasping for a breath as I fall to my knees.

"Ryan, wh-" He stops and kneels down, "Hey, hey, you're okay, I got you," he tells me and I eventually catch my breath.

"I'm sorry, I just... he..."

"Baby, what happened?" Dallon asks softly.

"He... again, but... not..." I attempt to say, and he tenses a bit.

"Did someone...?"

"No... almost, but... no," I answer and my voice shakes a bit. I catch my breath and stand shakily. He does too, then carefully makes me sit on his bed. "I'm sorry," I say, tears beginning to form in my eyes.

"No, no, don't be sorry. I'm glad you came to me, but I swear that I will obliterate anything and anyone who ever tries to hurt you or touch you, and I-"

"Can you just shut up and kiss me already?" I say and he immediately leans forward, kissing me gently. I kiss back, the fear washing away just a bit. We pull apart and I rest my head on his shoulder, his arms around me protectively.

He makes me feel safe.