Forbidden Kisses
Chapter 1
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"Sometimes I wish I had never met you, because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like you out there." Good Will Hunting
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Tyler led Rachel into the one person bathroom, smiling mischievously. Rachel giggled. "We are sooo bad," she laughed. "Oh, no. You're the naughty girl," he winked. "I'm not seeing someone right now," he countered. "I meant the fact that we're skipping class to make-out. Now can we just forget about my boyfriend for a sec?" she pleaded. "Of course," he said, pushing the door closed and pinning her against it. He felt her gasp sharply and he grinned as he began kissing her. He kissed her hard and deep, forgetting all about his classes, his brothers…everything. "I missed you," he breathed. "I know, I haven't… seen you all day," she said between kisses. He turned her and lifted her up by the waist, placing her on the sink counter. Their bodies pressed close together, and she twined her hands in his hair and wrapped her leg around him. He put his hand on her leg and hiked up her uniform skirt. "Mmm…black lace. Very nice," he growled. He unbuttoned her shirt a little. "And a matching bra? Oh, you must love torturing me." "You know I do," she said, pulling him closer. They continued to kiss passionately. He let a moan escape his lips. Rachel threw her head back and let him kiss her long, perfect neck.
Tyler thought back to when he had first met Rachel. It was at that end-of-summer party thing. He knew this sounded lame, but he noticed Rachel because she wasn't trying to be cool. She was totally easy-going and laidback. He remembered her outfit…destroyed light wash jeans that hugged every curve and a slouchy navy blue sweater that showed her beautiful collarbone and exposed both of her shoulders. Her hair auburn hair was in beachy waves. She'll never notice me, he remembered thinking. Out of all the sons of Ipswich, he was the one everyone forgot about. Reid always got into trouble, Caleb was the all around good guy, and Pogue was just more interesting. Tyler remembered the jolt he felt when her green eyes fixed on his. "Who's that?" he had asked his boys as her lips curved in a sexy smile. She looked away. "Rachel Cooper," Pogue replied. "I'm gonna go chat her up," said Reid. "You know her?" Tyler asked. "Hell yeah, we were fucking biology partners last year, man," "All right, I'll come to," Tyler grumbled. "Wooo baby, I am lovin that sweater she's wearin! Looks like there's no bra…" Reid was whooping. "Or it could just be strapless!" Pogue called, laughing. Tyler watched as Reid's eyes turned black. "Damn…" he mumbled, disappointed.
"Hey, Reid. What up?" Rachel asked. "Nothin' much," he said, putting his arm around her and taking a sip of her beer. "Who's this?" she asked, shrugging his arm off casually. "Rachel, this is Tyler. Tyler, Rachel," Reid said. "Hey," she smiled. "Hey," smiled back.
They had chatted for a while until her boyfriend, Mark, decided to show up. It killed him to see her with someone else. But then, after a couple weeks, he confessed his feelings for her, and she admitted she like him too, but her parents forbade her to be with an Ipswich brother. So they decided to hang out in private, and today was their first "meeting".
A loud thump startled the two apart. "What the hell was that?" Tyler asked. He turned away from Rachel and held her behind him. Then, without letting her see, he let his eyes turn black. Outside he could see the custodian mopping the floor. "All right, well I think the coast is clear. I'll walk you to class," he said, taking her hand and opening the door.
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1 week ago….
Rachel was in her dorm, perched on the end of her bed and listening to some Coldplay on her ipod. She was attempting to make some note cards for Chemistry, but all she could think about was Tyler. Tyler Simms. He had that whole "bad boy" look about him that her parents would defiantly hate, but she couldn't get his beautiful face out of her head. Those cobalt blue eyes framed by long, dark lashes and that tousled brown hair…the crooked half-smile he had that made him look like he knew everything about her…Suddenly, her roommate, Nicole, burst into the room, startling Rachel. "Jesus, Nicole," Rachel gasped, putting her hands to her heart. "God, chill out RaeRae," Nicole smiled, pulling off her heels. "Fun night with Jeff?" Rachel asked. "Yep. You and Mark should come with sometime," Nicole replied, running her hands through her wavy, strawberry blonde locks. "Nah," Rachel mumbled, putting her headphones back on. Nicole was saying something to her, but she pretended she couldn't hear. Then, feeling like she just needed to get out of her room and get some fresh air, she muttered something about taking a walk. "This late?" Nicole asked, shocked. "Yeah, sure, why not?" Rachel said, pulling on a navy Abercrombie sweater over her cami. "All right, have fun girl."
The cool, quiet night calmed Rachel, and helped her clear her head. Leaves crunched under her boots as she walked around the grounds. A crow cawed madly up in a tree nearby. She turned the corner and unexpectedly bumped into something. "Woah, sorry," the something said. Oh God! She thought. She knew that voice. That voice had been in her head since the party. Tyler. "I, uh, didn't see you," he said. "It's ok, that was my fault," she said. He caught her eye. They both quickly looked away. An awkward silence followed. "Um, so…you like to take walks at night too?" she asked softly, and then cursed herself for sounding so stupid. "Uh, yeah. It's…nice. I was just headed to meet the boys. Caleb's visiting Sarah," he said. God, this was awkward as hell. "Ok, well…see ya," she mumbled, hurrying off. "Bye," he gave her a shy smile.
Rachel walked away quickly, embarrassed, but also kind of…happy. She smiled to herself as she continued to walk. "Hey, there, Cooper," a husky male voice drawled. Startled, she looked around. It was Aaron Abbot and his buddies. Shit. "What do you want, Aaron?" she demanded coldly. "What do I want? Oh, baby, you know what I want," he smirked. "I'm with Mark," she said, glaring at his smug face. "My ol' pal Mark doesn't care who I fuck, and we don't have to tell him, do we?" he laughed. "Hmm well, here's the thing, Aaron. If I was even remotely attracted to your sleazy self, which I'm not, I wouldn't be satisfied by you. We all know you have a very small dick," she sneered. "All right, bitch. If that's the way you wanna play," he growled, grabbing her. " Let's play," She managed a short scream before his beefy hand covered her mouth. She struggled and bit, but it was no use. He threw her to the ground and she let out a wail. "Shut up!" he yelled, smacking her. The tears were flowing freely now as her cheek stung. He tried to take off her sweater. "No!" she protested, trying to wrestle her arms away. "Get her legs," he called to one of his boys. Strong hands pushed her legs into the soft, muddy ground. "Let go of me!" she yelled.
"Get off her!" a voice suddenly shouted. She looked up. It was Tyler. He heard her, and he came back! "Or what, Tylerkins?" Aaron cooed. "Or I'll kick your ass!" "Ooo, I'm scared now," he said sarcastically. "Bring it, Simms," he finished. "Tyler," she choked just as he raised his fist. He stopped and looked at her intently. Time seemed to stop. She forgot where she was. She couldn't hear anything, it all sounded muffled and far away. All she could see were his stunning eyes and that handsome face. One of the boys coughed and she snapped back into reality. "Don't. Please! There's too many of them," she pleaded, not wanting him to get hurt. "Bitch is smart," Aaron smiled. "Don't call her tha-" Tyler started, but was cut short when Aaron shot up and punched him full in the face. "Tyler!" she screamed as he grunted and staggered to his knees. Suddenly, the other three brothers of Ipswich appeared. The other boy released her legs to help his friend. "We were lookin' for you, baby bro," Pogue said, helping him up. "What's goin' on here?" Caleb demanded. "I was just trying to have some fun with this girl here, and your brother had to come and ruin it," Aaron replied. "It doesn't look like she's having fun," Reid remarked. "Are you?" he asked, turning to look at her, his blue eyes showing amusement and a small trace of concern. "No," she choked.
"I suggest you leave her alone, Aaron," Caleb ordered. "Why?" Aaron smirked. "Because I'll fucking kill you if you don't!" Tyler growled. Pogue restrained him. "Calm down, bro. it's all right, we got this," he whispered. "Look at it this way, jackass," Pogue said, turning around. "There are four of us, and three of you. Four is greater than three. Understand?" he finished. "Fine. Whatever, but you better watch your back, Cooper," Aaron sauntered off, and his buddies followed.
The boys were quickly by her side, and Tyler helped her up. She noticed a black eye starting to form on his face. For some reason, maybe because of all the fear she had just experienced, she collapsed against Tyler and burst out crying. At first, his body was stiff, surprised, but then his arms wrapped themselves around her. "It's ok," he said to her as she cried. "Let's get her to her dorm," Caleb said, starting to walk away. They all followed, and Tyler kept an arm around her. Reid gave her a pat on the back. "Don't worry," Pogue said. "We'll make sure he doesn't bother you anymore," Reid and Pogue high-fived, obviously loving a challenge.
Rachel was still crying a little when the group walked into the dorm room. "Holy shit. What happened to you?" Nicole asked, rushing up to her. Rachel guessed she must have looked pretty bad. Tyler hesitantly led her to her bed by pushing her back with his hand. "Aaron Abbot tried to rape her," Caleb said, as Rachel sat on her bed, trying to stop her crying. "Oh, God. What a douche! I'm so sorry Rach," Nicole said softly, sitting next to her on the bed, and wrapping her arm around her. Tyler kneeled in front of her, starring deep into her eyes. "You gonna be ok?" he asked. She nodded. "All right," he said, giving her a pat on the knee. Each boy gave her a reassuring pat on the back as the left. "Poor girl," she heard Caleb mutter as they closed the door.
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Tyler couldn't believe Aaron would try to hurt someone as beautiful as Rachel. He was trying to get to sleep later that night, but every time he closed his eyes, visions of Rachel appeared in his head. He saw her face, with those frightened emerald eyes. He saw her perfect lips trembling in fear. Then, he saw her kissing him passionately. He remembered how he'd held her last night, and how perfectly she'd fit against him. It almost drove him nuts! He remembered that she smelled like vanilla. He remembered how she had said his name. He had wanted so badly to take her face in his hands and kiss her. God, what was up with him? He had never been this crazy about a girl before, and especially not so fast. He groaned and angrily rolled over in his bed and tried to go to sleep.
The shrill sound of his alarm clock woke him up the next morning. He had gotten pretty much no sleep, but he lazily got ready for school anyway. Outside, his brothers were waiting in the jeep as always. Tyler hopped in and each one greeted him hello. "So, I was just like once again, Kate, I am NOT jealous, I just don't like the guy," Pogue vented, obviously continuing an earlier conversation. "Yeah, girls can be a little crazy sometimes," Caleb agreed. "Sarah and I always seem to argue when one of us is in a bad mood or something," "Dude, girls are crazy! That's why I don't commit!" Reid grinned. He turned to Tyler. "Speakin' of girls, how are thing with you and Rachel? You call her yet?" "Um, no I…don't have her number," Tyler mumbled. That earned a chorus of "whoas" and guffaws from the guys. "Well you better get on that, bro! I mean, I even have her number!" Reid laughed. "Shut up," Tyler shoved him. "Dude, Reid, you have, like, every girl's number," Pogue commented. "So do you," Reid shot back. "True," Pogue agreed. Finally, they were at school. Tyler quickly got pout of the jeep to avoid any other talk about him and Rachel.
History couldn't come fast enough for Tyler. It was the first class he had with Rachel. He spotted her perfect, wavy hair and hurried toward her. "Hey, how are you doing?" he asked, looking into the depths of her green eyes. "Fine, thanks," she gave a small smile. He couldn't resist smiling back. "Good," he said. "So can I have your number? You know, just…in case you need something," "Oh! Sure," she said. He dug out his phone and recorded the numbers as she said them. He felt a little thrill when he typed her name in. "Thanks," he said. "Sit down, pussy," Aaron teased as he passed to get to his seat. "Lookin' good Cooper. Damn do I wanna hit that ass! Oh wait, I almost did. And you know you liked it," Aaron grinned. Rachel gave him a look that could have broken ice. "Shut the fuck up, man, I'm warning you," Tyler said menacingly. "Chill it pretty boy," Aaron chided as he went toward his seat. Both pretended like they hadn't just talked to Aaron as Caleb, Sarah, Pogue, Kate, and Reid arrived. Pretty much everyone he knew was in this class, probably because it was so huge. Tyler reluctantly said goodbye to Rachel and tried to make his way to his seat by Reid before the bell rang.
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Rachel could not even believe that Tyler Simms had actually asked for her number! It was almost mind-blowing that someone who looked like an Abercrombie model would want anything to do with her. As Rachel pretended to focus on what Mr. Winters was saying, she noticed Aaron and Mark talking and goofing around. She was extremely irritated by the fact that Mark was actually friends with that creep. Then again, she hadn't exactly told her boyfriend what had happened last night. She made a mental note to tell him after class, and watch the two boys' friendship crash and burn.
Out of nowhere, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around. "Don't look now, but hottie Tyler is checking you out," Nicole whispered to her, smiling. Rachel smiled to herself. Maybe something could happen between them. Maybe she could make it so that Mark wouldn't like her so much, and he would like someone else. She knew she had to do something.
The bell rang, and Rachel hurried up to Mark after Aaron had left. "Hey, babe," he smiled. "I heard about what happened…you ok?" he asked. She almost breathed a sigh of relief. He understood. "I can't believe you're still friends with him! I mean, I know you're a nice guy and all, but-" she started. "Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa. Aaron said he was just joking around. And you and the Ipswich brothers just like spazed out for no reason," he interrupted. "Wait, what? He told you that bullshit and you actually believed him? You've got to be kidding me," she groaned. "He's my best friend," he said defensively. "I'm your girlfriend!" she countered. "Whatever. If you want me to talk to him, I'll talk to him. Just…it's not a big deal, ok?" he said calmly. "Right. Fine. Whatever," Rachel said, storming out of the classroom.
Tyler saw Rachel running ahead of him. She had a long, periwinkle blue dress on, and her long hair flew in the wind. They were in a meadow, and it was cloudy out. She turned her head and smiled at him, a melodic laugh escaping from her lips. He caught up to her, and they kissed. "Got you," he whispered. She pulled away. "I don't think so!" she sing-songed, running away again. He laughed as he ran after her. They approached a dark woods. Suddenly, when she turned around, she was no longer smiling. She looked terrified. "Tyler! Run!" she screamed. What? He thought. What's going on? He chased her through the trees, fast and quick. Tall pine trees rushed by. His breathing became rushed. Out of no where, Chase hopped down in front of Rachel, growling. Tyler's heat tore in half as she screamed. Chase clutched her and covered her mouth to stop her screams. He tried to catch up to her, but he couldn't. The last thing he saw was Chase's evil face, grinning and laughing.
Tyler woke up with a start, covered in sweat and breathing hard. He looked over at the clock. It was 3 in the morning. He turned to Reid, who was sleeping peacefully in the bed beside him. What did that dream mean? Did it mean that Chase was back? Probably not if Reid wasn't up. Tyler was the youngest Ipswich anyway. He would be the last person to know if Chase was back. "Baby Boy?" Reid muttered softly, his voice thick with sleep. "Whatsamatta?" he asked, turning over. "Nothin'. Bad dream, that's all," Tyler grumbled, picking up his phone. Should he call Rachel to see if she was ok? Or would that just be stupid?