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Authors: M.H. Young
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The craziness was deep in me now. It had taken hold. I wanted Laura to know that I wasn’t going to let anything happen to her.
As I pulled into a parking slot out front of her dorm building, I caught a look at my face in the rearview mirror.
What the hell was I thinking? I knew that I shouldn’t even be here. I switched off the engine, killed the lights and sat there in the fading light, waiting for darkness.
Twenty: Laura
I knocked on Kish’s door. There was no reply. She must have gone out. I walked down the corridor to my room. I lay down on the bed, and closed my eyes. My cell phone rang next to me.
It was work. I answered, and told them that I was still feeling sick. The manager was sympathetic but a little snippy, mainly because I hadn’t been in touch for almost a week. I apologized (again), and said I’d call in the morning to let them know when I’d be back.
I held the phone in my had and scrolled through the names. Mom. Kish. John. Drew. I couldn’t face having to disappoint anyone else today. John would have his ego hurt, but I was really worried about telling Mom. It would confirm all her worst fears about my moving away for college. I knew how much she worried about me, how much she missed me.
There was a soft tap at the door. Gone were the days of Kishani practically busting it down, while joking about being a serial killer.
I got up, and opened it. Drew stood in the hallway, his thumbs dug into his pockets.
He didn’t say anything, he just looked at me with those laser like blue eyes. He reached out and took my hand. He pulled in to him, wrapping his muscular arms around me. I snuggled into his chest.
This was what I had needed. Not words. They weren’t enough. I needed to be held.
I could have stayed like that forever, but he broke away. I wanted to wrap my arms around him again and never let go. He reached up and swiped away a tear with his thumb.
For the first time I was aware that we were out in the corridor. That at any moment someone could see us. But I didn’t care.
“I wanted to make sure you were safe,” Drew said. “That’s all.”
He was lying. We both knew it.
“Stay,” I said.
He shook his head and looked down at the floor. “I can’t.”
Twenty-One
I sat on the edge of my bed. I was even more confused than ever. I couldn’t get involved with Drew. I knew I couldn’t. It was crazy to think otherwise. But I wanted him so much. And not just because I felt safe with him. I had never been so attracted to someone before. I loved everything about him from those eyes that seemed to look deep inside me to the way he carried himself, with complete confidence and self assurance.
If only I hadn’t met him like this. But then if it hadn’t have been for what had happened, where would I have met him? We might have lived in the same town, but that was about as much as we had in common.
My cell phone rang again. It was John again. This time I answered. Being with Drew, properly being with him, even if only for a few moments had given me some kind of strength I’d lost. The only way through this nightmare was to be one step at a time. And the first step for me was confronting what had happened.
“You finally picked up,” said John. “I’ve been trying to talk to you for days.”
“I know,” I told him. I had to stop myself apologizing. “Listen, there’s something I have to tell you. That night when we crashed at that guy’s place....something happened.”
John’s voice was tentative. “What do you mean? You’re starting to freak me out here, Laura.”
“He put something in my drink.”
It was the John came out with the single worst thing he could have said to me. If it hadn’t been over between us before, I knew as soon as the words were out of his mouth that we were done.
“Are you sure?” he asked me.
“Yes, I’m sure,” I said. I could feel my throat start to tighten. I dug my nails into the palms of my hand to stop myself
As I pulled into a parking slot out front of her dorm building, I caught a look at my face in the rearview mirror.
What the hell was I thinking? I knew that I shouldn’t even be here. I switched off the engine, killed the lights and sat there in the fading light, waiting for darkness.
Twenty: Laura
I knocked on Kish’s door. There was no reply. She must have gone out. I walked down the corridor to my room. I lay down on the bed, and closed my eyes. My cell phone rang next to me.
It was work. I answered, and told them that I was still feeling sick. The manager was sympathetic but a little snippy, mainly because I hadn’t been in touch for almost a week. I apologized (again), and said I’d call in the morning to let them know when I’d be back.
I held the phone in my had and scrolled through the names. Mom. Kish. John. Drew. I couldn’t face having to disappoint anyone else today. John would have his ego hurt, but I was really worried about telling Mom. It would confirm all her worst fears about my moving away for college. I knew how much she worried about me, how much she missed me.
There was a soft tap at the door. Gone were the days of Kishani practically busting it down, while joking about being a serial killer.
I got up, and opened it. Drew stood in the hallway, his thumbs dug into his pockets.
He didn’t say anything, he just looked at me with those laser like blue eyes. He reached out and took my hand. He pulled in to him, wrapping his muscular arms around me. I snuggled into his chest.
This was what I had needed. Not words. They weren’t enough. I needed to be held.
I could have stayed like that forever, but he broke away. I wanted to wrap my arms around him again and never let go. He reached up and swiped away a tear with his thumb.
For the first time I was aware that we were out in the corridor. That at any moment someone could see us. But I didn’t care.
“I wanted to make sure you were safe,” Drew said. “That’s all.”
He was lying. We both knew it.
“Stay,” I said.
He shook his head and looked down at the floor. “I can’t.”
Twenty-One
I sat on the edge of my bed. I was even more confused than ever. I couldn’t get involved with Drew. I knew I couldn’t. It was crazy to think otherwise. But I wanted him so much. And not just because I felt safe with him. I had never been so attracted to someone before. I loved everything about him from those eyes that seemed to look deep inside me to the way he carried himself, with complete confidence and self assurance.
If only I hadn’t met him like this. But then if it hadn’t have been for what had happened, where would I have met him? We might have lived in the same town, but that was about as much as we had in common.
My cell phone rang again. It was John again. This time I answered. Being with Drew, properly being with him, even if only for a few moments had given me some kind of strength I’d lost. The only way through this nightmare was to be one step at a time. And the first step for me was confronting what had happened.
“You finally picked up,” said John. “I’ve been trying to talk to you for days.”
“I know,” I told him. I had to stop myself apologizing. “Listen, there’s something I have to tell you. That night when we crashed at that guy’s place....something happened.”
John’s voice was tentative. “What do you mean? You’re starting to freak me out here, Laura.”
“He put something in my drink.”
It was the John came out with the single worst thing he could have said to me. If it hadn’t been over between us before, I knew as soon as the words were out of his mouth that we were done.
“Are you sure?” he asked me.
“Yes, I’m sure,” I said. I could feel my throat start to tighten. I dug my nails into the palms of my hand to stop myself
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