Classes, Clickes, but He's No Cliché

Chapter 7

*Sorry for not updating in forever, I have been REALLY busy with school and etc.*
Tyler's POV
As we laid down the last few boxes around the house, Mrs. Krystal and her husband, Sam's stepfather, Dave lead us down to the boat. I stared across the water toward the beating sun, Sam decided that we would tell her parents now.
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Sam's POV
I whispered in Tyler's ear gently, "let's tell them now..."
Tyler only nodded. Once we were all aboard the boat and had set out to go play on the water, I spoke up and said, "Mom?"
"What?" She replied softly.
"So for the past few months something's been going on that I wanted to tell you about but really didn't know how..."
"You're not pregnant are you?"
"No mom, I'm not pregnant, but Tyler and I have been, how do I say this, dating..."
"Jesus Samantha Christine Krystal, you got me all worked up for that!"
Tyler and I just giggled and I saw his face relax realizing that my parents were fine with everything. We drove around the lake for an hour or so, until we docked at the shore and walked to the house. My parents had run out to dinner while me and Tyler laid on my bed snuggled up watching a movie.
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My parents didn't care if we slept in the same bed, no they didn't want us to have sex, but they thought if we were gonna sleep in the same house and we wanted to have sex we would have done it whether we were in the same bed or not. Tyler snuggled up into my neck and kissed me, my parents had just went out for dinner. He rubbed my stomach, and moved his hand down my thigh. I felt like I knew where this was heading. Tyler has seen me completely naked, no shame right? No, I still didn't want him to take that, my v-card. (Oh you think just I'm captain of the cheer team, I'm a slut? No Tyler was the first person to see me naked.) Tyler reached around me and rolled me back over toward him. He looked me in the eyes and kissed me. I didn't mind the kissing so I submitted. He reached around me to my back, and slipped his hands down my pants and squeezed my ass. I moved my head and twisted, but Tyler wouldn't let go. I whispered at first for him to stop, then it slowly got louder, until I was screaming. He never listened, but only flipped me over onto my back and fiddled with his pants while kneeling on my wrists. I squirmed but he was stronger, bigger, tougher. I began to cry, and then he slipped up. As he pulled it out, he readjusted both his knees to one side of my body. I was free for nearly half a second. I darted. I heard Tyler yell, "FUCK!" He zipped up and came out to lay next to me. I was crying on the couch, he sat next to me, I squirmed and cried harder. He hugged me until I stopped twitching.
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Tyler's POV
I went to far, FUCK! I am so stupid. I'm done. I wrapped her in my arms, she was crying, tears running down her face. Her mascara was dripped down the side of her cheeks. She settled into my arms, by now it was 9:30 and we had been sitting here on this couch for an hour, her parents would be home any minute. I scooped Sam into my arms and carried her into the bathroom, I wiped her cheeks of the mascara and opened my mouth to say something. I stopped. Then I finally spit it out. "I-I I didn't mean to hurt you." "I know, but you also didn't listen." Sam mumbled. "That's the whole point of a relationship, listening and respecting," she continued. "I trusted you with everything I had," she finished by saying, "I lovED you."
That hurt. I felt that, she purposefully accented the "ed" in loved to show me, I'm an asshole. "Sam, just one more thing, and I don't mean this in the ignorant asshole way, just a more endearing way," I said. "Just spit it out Tyler!" She yelled. "You aren't gonna tell your parents about this right?" I asked. "No my dad would kill you," she said bluntly.