A semester after she got back I started to hear all the rumours going around - about everything that I told her - I didn’t tell anyone else but Jessie and he would not do that to me. He always is there to comfort me in a way that no one else can, because we know each others limits.
So I knew that it was her that was feeding the fire. I know he was just doing it so that I would have sex with him but it ain’t gonna happen because I don’t like him like that any more. When I finally got him it was not what I had expected, and I couldn’t brake up with him ‘cause everyone expects me to stay with him.
I have had sex with consent, it was Jessie and we had known each other ever since we were just little babes. Any way one day we talked about something and the next it is like we never had the discussion in the first place. I can feel that Taylor is slipping away and I get hope, that maybe I can stop with this little parade.
We had a big party on a Saturday night and everyone came, once Michael got there it really started going. After about three hours of dancing and talking with Tim, I went looking for Taylor. So I looked every where down stairs then I go up stairs, but don’t ask me why because the up stairs are for the couples that are going to get right down and dirty. Anyway I look in all of the rooms until I get to the last one which is his room.
I open the door and right there on top of his bed and the Sheridan sheets, there he is. Oh my god Kris is underneath him and making weird noises. From my view it looked like they were screwing, but before they noticed me I closed the door and headed down stairs. I got my coat off Tim and told him “ I gotta go kay, I’ll see you on Monday” by that time my tears had betrayed me and he saw them.
So he got his things and took me outside to his car, when I was going to get in he stopped at the door and put my back to the door. Now we both have our backs up against it. Then he asked “Dawn what is wrong ?” then I went and told him. The next thing that he said was “That little prick, I can’t believe that he did this to you and with her. Isn’t she meant to be your friend? From my knowledge friends don’t do that to friends.”
Then I asked “Tim, can you keep this a secret that I know - for a bit - ‘cause I don’t know if I can cope with it right now” “sure thing Dawn. Just tell me when ever you need something and I’ll be there for you.” Tim said. Then I turned to face him and we cuddled. Some where up on the balcony to his room Taylor walks out and light’s up his smoke and looks down, while Dawn and Tim are still cuddling.
Then they stop and he opens the car door of his Bugatti Veyron for her and she gets in, he walks around to the drivers side. He starts the car and they drive off, Taylor seeing this goes back into Kris and they do it again, but not in the bed, they do it in the shower. After they have finished they get back into the bed again and fall asleep in each other’s arms. In the morning Taylor’s brother comes in and tells them to get up ’cause their mama is just arriving in the driveway.
Last night Dawn got back home alright thanks to Tim and almost slept the whole day away, too tired to get up. When she did get up she had about a hundred messages from Tim, Jessie, Taylor and Kris. She only wrote two people back though and they were of course Tim and Jessie.
On Monday morning, Tim came and picked her up for school because she had asked him to pick her up at about seven thirty, that is about thirty minutes before Taylor would show up. When they got to school, he was already there talking to Kris when they pulled up.
About third period Dawn went to the toilets and about three minutes after she got there, Kris came in and started talking to some other girls. ‘About how Taylor could not keep his hands off her, so he took her up stairs into his room. He laid her down softly on the bed and had sex with her.’
Once they left Dawn got out and washed her hands then took off towards her car ‘cause she left it there on Friday arvo. On the way she got out her phone and text Tim saying that she is going home. And that he can let out everything that she told him last night, that she doesn’t care who knows she knows about it.
