guess.”
“Well, I’m glad you seem so excited
about it then. Is it all right if I pick you up around seven?”
“Whatever, as long as you let me
out of this damn car.”
“Excellent,” he replied, before
jumping out of the car and running around to open my door. His wide smile was
contagious and I couldn’t help but smile back at him as he deposited me at the
front door, waiting to make sure I had made it safely inside.
I waved at him before I punched the
up arrow on the elevator, and the last thing I saw before the doors shut, were
those gray eyes staring back at me. I would give him one date, chances were it
would probably only be one and after I didn’t give it up at the end of the
night, he would finally be over me.
Chapter
11
“Della, baby, wake up. Wake up.” I
startled awake when I felt someone shaking me, a scream caught in my throat as
I scrubbed at my eyes and saw Grams staring back at me through the darkness in
my room with a worried expression crinkling her face. It took me a minute to
realize where I was, and I reminded myself that I had come over to spend
Saturday night before church on Sunday.
“Are you okay, baby?” She reached
out to smooth away the matted down hair on my forehead and I flinched at her
touch. “I’m fine, Grams. I must have had a bad dream. I don’t even remember
what it was about,” I lied.
“Well, you sure did give me a
fright, I heard you screaming like a banshee from down the hall. You’re sure
you are all right?”
“Yes Grams, thanks for checking on
me though. I’m going to try to go back to sleep for a bit.” I rolled over onto
my back when she quietly shut the door behind her and stared up at the stark
white ceiling. I knew sleep would never come back to me tonight.
I hadn’t had a nightmare in awhile;
at least one that had woke me up. When I was living with my mom, I got them
often, but not once did she ever come in to check on me, and I knew she most
likely heard me.
They were always the same. Chris and
I were there, alone, and everything came back in flashes. I knew it was that
night. That night that changed my whole life.
It had started out at a party that
we had gone to together, and we had both been pretty wasted. Afterwards, we
somehow made it back to his parent’s house that were out of town for the night.
I remember his hands running up and down my sides, and my dress somehow finding
its way onto the floor. I was coherent enough to know that I wasn’t ready yet,
but that didn’t stop him. They always ended in that sterile white room if I
didn’t wake up before then and that was the part I hated most.
A light tapping on my window startled
me after laying there wide awake for at least an hour. I pulled the covers up
to my chin, feeling like I was five years old again. Okay, Della, the boogey
man doesn’t exist. What in the hell are you freaking out about?
The tapping continued, getting more
frantic, so I pushed back the covers and crept towards the window. I crossed my
fingers hoping it was a stupid branch or something, and whipped back the frilly
pink curtains.
A scream escaped my lips and I
quickly covered my mouth, hoping I hadn’t woken my grandparents back up. I
pushed the window up and stuck my head out. “What in the hell are you doing on
my roof in the middle of the night?” I hissed at Nash, who was biting on his
bottom lip, probably trying to hold back his laughter at my reaction.
“I’m here to take you on an
adventure. You remember those, right?”
“Oh, really?” I rolled my eyes and
tightly crossed my arms over my chest, I’m sure the thin material of my cami
was not providing much protection, and I was not about to give Nash Griffin a
show.
“Yes, now come on.” He yanked on my
arm with enough force to pull me through the window, and I followed along so I
wouldn’t fall off the damn roof. He walked carefully onto a thick tree branch
and held out a hand to help me. I have no clue why I willingly went with
“Well, I’m glad you seem so excited
about it then. Is it all right if I pick you up around seven?”
“Whatever, as long as you let me
out of this damn car.”
“Excellent,” he replied, before
jumping out of the car and running around to open my door. His wide smile was
contagious and I couldn’t help but smile back at him as he deposited me at the
front door, waiting to make sure I had made it safely inside.
I waved at him before I punched the
up arrow on the elevator, and the last thing I saw before the doors shut, were
those gray eyes staring back at me. I would give him one date, chances were it
would probably only be one and after I didn’t give it up at the end of the
night, he would finally be over me.
Chapter
11
“Della, baby, wake up. Wake up.” I
startled awake when I felt someone shaking me, a scream caught in my throat as
I scrubbed at my eyes and saw Grams staring back at me through the darkness in
my room with a worried expression crinkling her face. It took me a minute to
realize where I was, and I reminded myself that I had come over to spend
Saturday night before church on Sunday.
“Are you okay, baby?” She reached
out to smooth away the matted down hair on my forehead and I flinched at her
touch. “I’m fine, Grams. I must have had a bad dream. I don’t even remember
what it was about,” I lied.
“Well, you sure did give me a
fright, I heard you screaming like a banshee from down the hall. You’re sure
you are all right?”
“Yes Grams, thanks for checking on
me though. I’m going to try to go back to sleep for a bit.” I rolled over onto
my back when she quietly shut the door behind her and stared up at the stark
white ceiling. I knew sleep would never come back to me tonight.
I hadn’t had a nightmare in awhile;
at least one that had woke me up. When I was living with my mom, I got them
often, but not once did she ever come in to check on me, and I knew she most
likely heard me.
They were always the same. Chris and
I were there, alone, and everything came back in flashes. I knew it was that
night. That night that changed my whole life.
It had started out at a party that
we had gone to together, and we had both been pretty wasted. Afterwards, we
somehow made it back to his parent’s house that were out of town for the night.
I remember his hands running up and down my sides, and my dress somehow finding
its way onto the floor. I was coherent enough to know that I wasn’t ready yet,
but that didn’t stop him. They always ended in that sterile white room if I
didn’t wake up before then and that was the part I hated most.
A light tapping on my window startled
me after laying there wide awake for at least an hour. I pulled the covers up
to my chin, feeling like I was five years old again. Okay, Della, the boogey
man doesn’t exist. What in the hell are you freaking out about?
The tapping continued, getting more
frantic, so I pushed back the covers and crept towards the window. I crossed my
fingers hoping it was a stupid branch or something, and whipped back the frilly
pink curtains.
A scream escaped my lips and I
quickly covered my mouth, hoping I hadn’t woken my grandparents back up. I
pushed the window up and stuck my head out. “What in the hell are you doing on
my roof in the middle of the night?” I hissed at Nash, who was biting on his
bottom lip, probably trying to hold back his laughter at my reaction.
“I’m here to take you on an
adventure. You remember those, right?”
“Oh, really?” I rolled my eyes and
tightly crossed my arms over my chest, I’m sure the thin material of my cami
was not providing much protection, and I was not about to give Nash Griffin a
show.
“Yes, now come on.” He yanked on my
arm with enough force to pull me through the window, and I followed along so I
wouldn’t fall off the damn roof. He walked carefully onto a thick tree branch
and held out a hand to help me. I have no clue why I willingly went with
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