Clarke pulled me down to the bed, wincing as he did it. "I missed you last night. This hospital's lonely."he said. I smiled at him and cocked my head to the side. "You know you saved my life last night, even after I tried to have sex with you."he chuckled and tried to hide a tear forming in his right eye. "Well, you've been my friend for so long and you were drunk and all. You didn't deserve to die."I replied and my hand found his."That may be true but most people wouldn't have done that."he explained. "Well, I did and that's all that matters." "You're too perfect, Sky. I knew that from the first day I saw you."he replied and looked into my eyes.
Clark and I have been friends since my sisters and I moved here two years ago. He starting off by asking me on a date. I was understanding and accepted his offer. I wasn't disappointed but I wasn't impressed either. He spent the whole time rambling on about how as soon as he walked in the room at the party he knew I was perfect and that we were meant to be. So we've been real good friends ever since and when he got ran over yesterday I just knew it was the end. He was laying perfectly still in a bizarre position and he wasn't breathing.
Sidney-my older sister-had driven me to the mall and left me in Rave. I was in hog heaven. I had two hundred and seventy-five dollars to spend. I looked around for a while and was examing a really cute shirt when I felt eyes burning holes in the back of my head. I looked up and saw a tall, blonde haired guy standing right outside the store. I couldn't see him well because the lighting was dim, but his hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and he was built perfectly with a little muscle but not too much. He hesitated and then advanced towards me; butterflies flickered in my stomach and I knew not why. I didn't normally get butterflies. His hand was thrust towards me and I shook it. "Hi, um I'm (gulp)Taylor."he stuttered. I smiled and replied, "I'm Skyler. It's a pleasure I'm sure."A smile grew on his once nervous face. "That's a cute shirt."he said and looked at the one that was draped over my arm. "It'd probably look good on you."Soon his face was a bright crimson color, causing me to giggle. "Well,you can be my judge when I go to try these on."His face got brighter and he looked away for a second.
We spent the next thirty minutes picking out clothes for me to try on and when I was finally done I carried them into the dressing room. I dragged Taylor in the dressing room with me and began trying on clothes. I tried the red dress on first and modeled it for him. "Ooh keep that one."he said and looked away. "Okay."I smiled when I said it. I slipped it off and pulled down a blue and green plaid, pleated skirt. I was sliding it on when I asked him," I forgot to ask why you're here."I reached over and pulled the blue cropped top off the hanger and slid it on. "We did a promotional thing last night."was his reply. "Oooooh okay."I turned around to face him. "How does this look?"I added. He gulped and answered, "Do you have to ask?" I giggled. "Cute Taylor, real cute."I slid the outfit off and replaced it with a pair of blue jeans with two white stripes down each side and a white, long-sleeved top. "You know I could get in a lot of trouble for being back here."he said and looked at the door. "Oh they don't let guys back here for the girls' privacy and if I want you back here they can bite my ass."I replied and slid the clothes on. I adjusted the shirt and looked in the mirror. From the reflection in it, I saw Taylor's jaw drop, and him push it back up as I turned around. "What about this one?"I said with a sly grin painted on my face. "It...looks...good."he choked out. I giggled again and undressed so I could put my own clothes back on.
We headed back out to the store to buy the clothes, when I saw Sidney standing near the counter. "Ah you were...Who's he and why was he back there with you?"Sid questioned in a rather snotty tone, with her hands on her hips. "You're becoming more like Mama everyday."I complained and plopped the clothes on the counter. I paid for them and Taylor and I separated. "I hope I can see you again."he whispered in my ear. I nodded in approval and waved as he left. I watched him leave when the thought crossed my mind. "He doesn't really like me and even he did, hes probably got some bimbo cheerleader that hangs all over him and treats him like God.I don't have a chance."I thought. "But what if he turns out to be like Chad?"The thought brought back horrible memories to haunt me.
Sid and I got in the car and she turned the key in the keyhole. "What'd you get?"I questioned and looked at her two bags. "I went to Blockbuster Music and Belk's. I got two new cds and at Belk's I got a new bottle of perfume."she said, pulling out of the parking lot. The die hanging from the rear-view mirror seemed to sway in the same rhythm as the car and I felt mesmorized by its motion. My mind drifted off to thoughts of two years ago when I was twelve. I was remembering when I went out with Chad-my ex-boyfriend.
I was with him and two of his friends at his house, with no adults and the four of us were upstairs. I had just noticed the video camera across the room and I inquired about it. When I did, one of his friends jumped on me and proceeded to undress me. I struggled and kicked but he wasn't in the right spot for me to kick him and do any harm, so I was helpless. I was undressed and when I could see again, Chad was seated on the edge of the bed. I was plopped down in his lap and the camera turned on, when Chad too my hand. He sucked on the end of my fingers and then he slid my hand down inside of his pants. My fingers grazed his penis, but when I struggled to get loose, the friend who undressed me held me down in Chad's lap and he continued. He fixed my hand around it and forced my hand back and forth.His hand threw itself back and he moaned loudly. It continued this way, progressing slightly as he made me do this. I was appalled and disgusted and tears were streaming down my face. The worst part was that he had it on tape to show all his friends and to watch over and over while he masturbated.
I went months after that with hadly any sleep. I ended up being homeschooled, because of not only the harsh treatment from kids at school, but that my grades were falling. I spent my whole day thinking about him watching the tape and the way he felt and the fact half the county had probably seen it. I was being tortured. The juvenile delinquent home finally admitted him and I was relieved somewhat, but my parents got into arguing about it constantly until my father slipped and said the wrong thing. "Well, he shouldn't have been doing such a thing. That is considered rape I hope you know."my mother shouted. "Well, maybe he wanted a more personal tape to masturbate to."my father replied. Mama was disgraced and she left him within the month. We lived with my grandparents for a while until my sisters, my mother, and I moved to Kinston, which is where we are now. We aren't planning to stay here. Mama's looking for a new house, now that she has a stable job and a good income.
I was laying on my bed, reading the latest issue of Twist. RRIIINNNNGGGGG I reached over and picked up the phone. "Hello?"was my agitated greeting. "Hey um Skyler?"was the reply from a familiar male voice. "Yes this is her. Who is this?" I questioned, feeling my forehead wrinkle. "It's Taylor. I got your number from the phone book in the hotel. We have two more days here and I want to see you again."I could imagine his face burning its trademark crimson color. I would have denied it if anybody asked, but I blushed too. "I'd love to see you again. Can you meet me tomorrow at the mall at 12?"I questioned. "Sure. Well I have to go. I can't wait to see you aga
