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Authors: J. S. Cooper, Helen Cooper
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somehow, hearing Brandon’s voice soothed me. He sounded normal, happy even, and I was able to convince myself that everything was going to be okay. But then the class ended and he walked out with the professor without even giving me a second glance. I sat at the back of the room for about five minutes, unsure of what to say and do. I felt frozen to my seat. I was scared to leave the room and face what was to come. I didn’t want to go to my study group and I didn’t want to go home. I felt a tear sliding down my face as I sat there. I wanted my mom. I wanted to go home and hide in my bed and forget everything. I wanted to pretend like none of this had happened. I wanted to pretend I hadn’t seen the look of anger and distrust in Brandon’s eyes. I wanted to pretend that my heart didn’t feel like it was cracking.
I stood up slowly and walked to the door with my heart in my mouth. I felt like my world was about to end and I didn’t know how to stop it.
“Hey,” Brandon was standing outside the door as I walked out.
“Hey.” I smiled at him, happy to see him. For a moment I thought that everything was okay. I reached over to kiss him and he pulled away in disgust.
“No.” He shook his head. “We need to talk.”
“I’m sorry, Brandon.” I rushed out. “I wanted to tell you, but I didn’t know how.”
“How old are you?” He looked at me and studied my face and body as if seeing me for the first time.
“18.” I mumbled.
“What?”
“I’m 18.”
“Not 22?”
“No, I’m not 22.”
“Jesus Christ.” He exclaimed and then swore.
“It doesn’t change how I feel about you.” I reached out to touch his face and he recoiled away from me.
“It changes everything, Katie.” His voice was loud. “You’re a fucking freshman in college.”
“I still love you.”
“You don’t even know what love is.” He spat out the words and looked at me in disgust. “I can’t believe you lied to me! You’ve been lying to me, all this time. How could you?”
“I didn’t mean to lie.” I felt my eyelids getting heavy. “It’s not something I intended to do.”
“What was the text message all about?” He pulled out his phone. “I was going to buy you fucking flowers, Katie. I was going to buy you flowers and take you to dinner to congratulate you.”
“I’m sorry.” I looked down ashamed.
“So where did the promotion come from? Is it because I told you I wanted to have kids with you? Did you need to figure out a reason to get out of committing to me?”
“No, that’s not it.” I cried out. “That’s not why. I have to go home for Christmas.” I said slowly. “My parents expect me to come home over Christmas break.”
“Oh my god, your parents.” His eyes looked glazed. “That’s why you’ve never told them about me, and why I’ve never met your friends. They don’t know about me, do they?”
“They do, at least my friends do.” I bit my lower lip. “I was scared for you to meet them, they all look their age.”
“You mean you were worried that I would wonder why all my girlfriend’s friends were 18 and in colle ge?” He laughed bitterly. “Or were you going to ask them to lie to me as well?”
“No, of course not.” I reached for his hand. “Please, Brandon. Don’t be like this. I love you.”
“You love me?” He laughed a deep sorrowful sound. “You love me, huh?”
“Yes,” I nodded bleakly. “I really do love you.”
“Then prove it to me.”
“How?”
“Fuck me.”
“Huh?” I looked at him confused.
“Let’s go outside and find somewhere to fuck.”
“What do you mean?”
“If you love me, you will do anything I want to make me happy, right?”
“Yes, of course.” I swallowed and followed him out of the building.
“Follow me.” He grabbed my arm and dragged me besides him. We walked to the front of the library and then to the side of the building by the trash bins. “Pull your skirt up and bend over.”
“What?” I
I stood up slowly and walked to the door with my heart in my mouth. I felt like my world was about to end and I didn’t know how to stop it.
“Hey,” Brandon was standing outside the door as I walked out.
“Hey.” I smiled at him, happy to see him. For a moment I thought that everything was okay. I reached over to kiss him and he pulled away in disgust.
“No.” He shook his head. “We need to talk.”
“I’m sorry, Brandon.” I rushed out. “I wanted to tell you, but I didn’t know how.”
“How old are you?” He looked at me and studied my face and body as if seeing me for the first time.
“18.” I mumbled.
“What?”
“I’m 18.”
“Not 22?”
“No, I’m not 22.”
“Jesus Christ.” He exclaimed and then swore.
“It doesn’t change how I feel about you.” I reached out to touch his face and he recoiled away from me.
“It changes everything, Katie.” His voice was loud. “You’re a fucking freshman in college.”
“I still love you.”
“You don’t even know what love is.” He spat out the words and looked at me in disgust. “I can’t believe you lied to me! You’ve been lying to me, all this time. How could you?”
“I didn’t mean to lie.” I felt my eyelids getting heavy. “It’s not something I intended to do.”
“What was the text message all about?” He pulled out his phone. “I was going to buy you fucking flowers, Katie. I was going to buy you flowers and take you to dinner to congratulate you.”
“I’m sorry.” I looked down ashamed.
“So where did the promotion come from? Is it because I told you I wanted to have kids with you? Did you need to figure out a reason to get out of committing to me?”
“No, that’s not it.” I cried out. “That’s not why. I have to go home for Christmas.” I said slowly. “My parents expect me to come home over Christmas break.”
“Oh my god, your parents.” His eyes looked glazed. “That’s why you’ve never told them about me, and why I’ve never met your friends. They don’t know about me, do they?”
“They do, at least my friends do.” I bit my lower lip. “I was scared for you to meet them, they all look their age.”
“You mean you were worried that I would wonder why all my girlfriend’s friends were 18 and in colle ge?” He laughed bitterly. “Or were you going to ask them to lie to me as well?”
“No, of course not.” I reached for his hand. “Please, Brandon. Don’t be like this. I love you.”
“You love me?” He laughed a deep sorrowful sound. “You love me, huh?”
“Yes,” I nodded bleakly. “I really do love you.”
“Then prove it to me.”
“How?”
“Fuck me.”
“Huh?” I looked at him confused.
“Let’s go outside and find somewhere to fuck.”
“What do you mean?”
“If you love me, you will do anything I want to make me happy, right?”
“Yes, of course.” I swallowed and followed him out of the building.
“Follow me.” He grabbed my arm and dragged me besides him. We walked to the front of the library and then to the side of the building by the trash bins. “Pull your skirt up and bend over.”
“What?” I
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