Falling In Love With The Douche

Part 9

        I woke up in unfamiliar surroundings. It had taken me a moment to realize that I was not in my bed, but on the floor in Emily's house. Surrounded by my friends, which made me feel better, although my thoughts were filled with stress. All I could think of were my unanswered questions.

        What did Tom want to tell me last night?

        How will I ever talk to my family again?

        Does Emily actually forgive me?

        Will Rick and Mike keep hurting Tom?

        All of these things, were stirring in my mind at a terrifying speed. So fast that I physically feel sick to my stomach. I just want to go to sleep and never wake up. The girls were still sleeping as I got a text. First I checked the time, 7:45 AM. Wow the stress must have been eating at me so much that my body was forced to wake up.

        The text of course was from Tom. "Hey Han, can you hang out today? I really need to speak to you about something..." My heart dropped as I read these words. What did he want to talk about?

        I nervously typed back, "about what?"

        My reply arrived a few seconds later. "I'll tell you when I see you. Can you meet me at the park today?"

        "Yeah sure, when?"

        "Today at 10:00 AM. Is that okay with you?"

        "Yeah that's okay. See you soon love you." And with that I realized that I would have to go home and get clean clothes to be able to look approachable.

        I walked over to Emily and nudged her. "Hey, wake up!" I half whispered.

        "HMM, What do you want Han?" She replied groggily.

        "I have to see Tom, but I can't go home to get clothes and wash up. I promised myself that I wouldn't ever go back there. What do I do?"

        "Um, You can take a shower here and use one of my shirts." She said. I love Emily for how generous she is.

        "Really, thank you. Can I take the shower now?"

        "I wouldn't suggest that. They boys are still upstairs."

        "I don't care about them. And anyways I need to be gone in about two hours."

        "Okay just be quiet." She said as she drifted back to sleep.

        I  sneak up the stairs and Into the washroom. As I am letting my hair down I hear footsteps sneak down the hall. The door to the washroom slowly creaks open as an unknown voice says "What are you doing up here I thought that Steve said-" He stopped in the middle of his sentence when he saw me.

        He looked at me with wide eyes and gave me the same look that Tom gives me. After a few seconds of staring I spoke up, "What?" He instantly looked down and blushed.

        "Oh sorry, nothing I just uh. Well, your um very pretty." Really, Ugh I don't need any more drama in my life.

        "Well thank you. What are you doing?" I said sounding a little bit annoyed. I didn't mean to sound that way it's just the stress of life is eating me alive.

        "I just heard footsteps and I wanted to see who was up here. By the way my name is Jackson, but you can call me Jack." He said sweetly. "So are you, seeing anyone?"

        "Oh. Sorry, Jack but yes I am. And as a matter of fact I'm getting ready to see him right now. So if you would be so kind as to leave..." I instantly regret my tone of voice and attitude.

        "Oh... Okay." His voice trailed as he walked back to Steeve's room.

        Once I was safely alone I stripped down and took a nice. hot and relaxing shower. It lasted about 30 minutes before the hot water transitioned into cold, which forced me to climb out. By this time Emily had woken up and loaned me one of her shirts. It was a black shirt with the word "Nope" On it. I had left at 9:50.

        Emily wished me luck but Julia and Alex weren't awake yet. Anxiety filled my chest as I walked out the door and down the street. As I had imagined, time slowed down during my long ass walk towards the park. Once I had entered the gates there he sat, on the fountain waiting for my arrival. I stood there waiting for him to notice me, but his eyes were fixed on the ground.

        I walked over and sat beside him. "Tom?" He looked up at me. His eyes red and swollen and a sob escaped his mouth. His face was covered in bruises and scratch marks. "Tom! What the hell happened to you?" I said urgently as I ran my fingers across his cheek to wipe away the lone tear.

        "T-The thing I needed to tell you is something that I have never told anybody." He began. "I guess that I didn't tell you earlier is because I didn't think that I could trust you. But now that You have seen me is one of the worse states, I know that I can tell you anything."

        I nodded "Anything Tom, go ahead."

        "My parents are abusive drug addicts. Most of the scars that most people think is from bullying comes from them." He started to cry into my chest.

        "Oh Tom, I know where you are coming from... My parents are verbally abusive." I said in an attempt to make him feel better and not so alone.

        "Really. Well than I guess we have more in common than we thought." Suddenly his eyes filled with tears. "Oh my god Han! I am so sorry."

        'What are you sorry for?" I asked him as tears started to dwell up in my eyes.

        "For hurting you." A sob escaped his mouth, "I hurt you when you already had your own shit at home too..." I feel so terrible.

        I hate when people put themselves down. I used to be depressed because of my abusive parents until I learned that if you surround yourself with positively and positive people than you will start to feel positive too. "Oh Tom, Don't put yourself down please. It won't make anything better."

        "Your right. As long as I have you, I will be fine."

        "But we should really tell somebody about your parents Tom, your not safe at home." I said.

        "No, If they find out about them they will take me away and I'll end up in foster care. And I will never be able to see you again." He protested.

        "Than what should we do?" He looked up at me, straight into my eyes.

        "Run away with me Han. Just you and me together. We wont have to worry about anything as long as we have each other." He said with Passion in his voice.

        "Do you really think that we could pull it off?" I asked. Wait what am I doing? I can't just run away with a guy that I have only been dating for less than a week! But than again, what choice do I have.

        "Of course we do Han." He said.

        I looked up at him, "I don't know... I'll have to think about this."

        "Take all the time that you need." He gave me a smile and leaned into kiss me. I loved the way that our lips just perfectly fit. We were sitting incredibly close so that his arm was around my waist. Once we broke our kiss I spoke up. "You know, kissing me isn't going to make me come up with a decision quicker."

        "Fuck, well that plan failed, unless I try It a second time." Our lips locked for the second time.

        "I'll think about It..."

                        What do I do now...