Peter's Secret

Chapter Twelve

*Riley's POV*

"Riley, time for school." My mom said turning on my light. I turned in my bed and tried to block out the light with my blanket. "Riley, c'mon. Get up." Mom said shutting my door. I groaned and finally sweep my blanket off me.

Getting up I went to my closet to find something to wear. I decided on a off the shoulder black floral shirt with a white skirt that stopped at my mid thigh with my white Adidas. Packing my bag and getting my phone I went downstairs.

"Um, what are you wearing?" Aiden said as he saw me walking into the kitchen. "Clothes." I said in a duh tone. "Go change." Ryker pointed towards the stairs. "I don't want to see you wear that ever again." Cameron said shoveling cereal in his mouth. "Boys, leave her alone." My mom said coming in the room.

"Thanks mom." I sighed before making a bowl of cereal and sitting down next to Aiden. "Who are you dressing for?" Aiden said. "No one." I groaned taking a bit of my cereal. My phone pinged and I checked it. It was a text from Alyssa saying she was here. "Ugh. You've wasted my time. I gotta go." I said standing up and leaving.

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"Alyssa, Emily, I left my textbook in my class yesterday. I need to go get it." I said slamming my locker. "Want us to come?" Emily asked looking up from her phone. "No. I don't want you guys to be late to your class." I said. "I'll be back." I walked down the hall to my last period class of the day.

Finally making it I realized my teacher isn't even here in the morning. I pulled on the door handle and the door opened. Surprised I walked in the room and began to search the room. Looking through a drawer I heard the door close. Turning around I found myself face to face with Xavier.

"Hey, pretty thing." he said stepping closer to me. "What do you want?" I said. "C'mon. Can't I see my girl?" He said. "I'm not yours, Xavier." I said hitting his chest. "Dang, you look amazing. I love it when you dress for me." he whispered. "I don't dress for anyone and I especially don't dress for you." I spat.

He gave a evil laugh and came closer to my face. I tried to scoot back but the wall was preventing me. "Everything's going to be okay. I'm gonna take care of you." he said. His lips were so close that our lips were practically touching.

I closed my eyes as a tear slid down my cheek. I felt his lips touch mine. Memories of everything we ever did together came back to me. I remember every time he took me to the movies or every time he kissed me.

I felt his lips on my neck. "Stop!" I cried. "Stop! Stop! Stop!" "Shut up." he said raising his voice. Suddenly I felt the warmth of him gone in a few moments. Opening my eyes I seen Xavier pinned to the wall by Peter.

"She told you to stop." Peter said through gritted teeth. "Who are you to tell me what to do?" Xavier growled back. "I'll do what I want to her. She's not yours, she's mine-" Peter's fist went flying at his face- cutting off his sentence.

"Riley is not an object and I'm not gonna sit here and let you treat her like one." Peter said. Xavier tried to swing at Peter but he moved out the way. Before I could comprehend what was happening they were fist fighting and I couldn't take it.

"Peter, get off of him!" I said pulling Peter off Xavier. Peter got up and I stood between the two boys. "What? You don't want your boyfriend sticking up for you Riley? I could do anything better than he can and you know it." Xavier growled. "Shut up. I don't like you anymore, Xavier. Leave me alone or I'm calling the police." I said taking Peter by the arm and dragging him out the classroom.

I led him to the library and we sat down at a table. I put my head down on the table and started to cry. I felt Peter pull me close to him and I cried more into his sweater. "Hey, don't worry. He's not gonna mess with you anymore." I heard him say rubbing my back.

"I'm sorry I got you into this." I cried. "No. It's okay. I'm glad you trust me with this." He said. I looked up at him. "How'd you know we were in there?" I asked. "I walk by that classroom every morning. And I just saw it." Peter continued. "It's just I used to know someone who got sexually abused and it sucked for them and I would hate for you to go through that."

"Thank you." I said. "No problem. You're my friend and I really care about you." he smiled. I smiled back. "I don't want to go to any of my classes." I sighed. "Me neither." Peter said. There was silence between us and I could feel his eyes sweeping over me. "What is it?" I finally asked.

"The scar he gave you makes me mad and I could see-" "Oh." I said cutting him off and covering the faint mark on my neck with my hand. "You don't deserve this." Peter said shaking his head.

"What do you mean?" I asked looking away. "Everything he's done to you. He hurt you and you don't deserve it. Such a pretty girl doesn't deserve such a cruel world." He said softly. My eyes flickered back to him.

"Pretty?" I asked. "Yeah, you're more than pretty and way better than beautiful. You're so perfect to me." he said looking at me. "You really think so?" I said. He nodded.

I wonder if he likes me? I don't know how I really feel about Peter. I've always felt different around him I just don't think it's love.

"I'm sorry I said that." Peter said looking away. "No, it's okay. I appreciate it." I said. I looked at him again and noticed he had a black eye. "Peter..." I trailed. "What?" he asked. "Your eye." I said cupping his cheek. "I'm fine. He didn't hit me that hard." he brushed it off.

I looked at him again unconvinced. "I promise. It doesn't hurt." he said. "Okay but what are your parents gonna think?" I asked. "I doubt my dad will care." he said. "Your mom?" I asked. He just looked at me. "I don't even know where she is right now." Peter laughed dryly. I looked at him confused.

I don't think I've ever asked Peter about his parents. I mean of course I know he has them it's just...are they together? I doubt he would want to talk about it either. "Hey, don't worry about me." he said placing his hand on mine which was still holding his cheek.

"Peter?" I asked. "Yeah?" he said. "Will you tell me if anything happens. Like to you?" I asked. He looked confused and upset as if he was arguing with himself. "Riley, I can't make promises I can't keep..." he trailed.

"What do you mean?" I asked as my hand slipped away from his. "Riley, you don't understand. Just calm down." he said resting a hand on my leg. I pushed it away. "Peter, what do you mean? I get confused whenever you say 'You don't understand' or 'I can't tell you'. What do I not understand?" I said a bit demanding.

"Riley, I can't tell you." he said back. "Why not? Is it because you don't trust me?" I said offended. "Of course I trust you. It's just there are some things I keep from everyone else." he said angrily.

"Well if you trusted me then wouldn't you tell me what this problem of yours is?" I almost shouted. "No." he said instantly. I froze. "What?" I asked. "Riley, I'm not gonna tell you anytime soon so stop asking." he said.

"Fine. But I'm sorry I wanted to help you." I said standing up. I started to walk away when I heard him calling after me. "Riley...Riley."

I felt his hand on my shoulder stop me and turn me towards him. I could see tears in his eyes. "Leave me alone." I spat. He looked hurt at my words. I knew if I would've stayed I would break down. With that I left the library and to my class.

Leaving him there.

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Okay...

So let's start with the fact that I didn't post for like 4 days.

Sorry about that.

And that Riley has no idea what privacy means. I reread this story a lot and I realized privacy comes up a lot and Riley feels that she should know everyone's business.

I don't understand this book -_-

Hope you liked it anyway!

- Creative