"We've come to escort you to lunch milady," Ian said using his god awful fake British accent. It sounded nothing like a British person. Well, maybe if that person happens to eat glass for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Then yeah, he sounds just like a British person.
Landon and Ian both held out one of their arms for me to take, and I quickly obeyed the silent demand. I laced my fingers through both of theirs and we took off towards the lunch room.
"Where's Blabby?" Blabby is the nickname we all came up with for Abby when we were little. She blabs nonstop, and the last two letters of the word Blab are the first two letters of her name. Therefore her nickname is Blabby. We thought we were so smart for coming up with it when we were little, but now we know, uh, how its not.
Nobody else has a nickname in our group except for me. Actually, each of them have a different nickname for me: Abby calls me Kimsters, Ian calls me Kimber, Landon calls me Kiki and Justin calls me Kimchi. My favorite nickname used to be Justin's until I figured out it is a type of Korean food. Now I get hungry whenever he calls my name.
"She's trying to hook up with the sexalicous Mr. Warner," Ian said, disgust evident in his voice. I have to agree with him that a teenager trying to get a twenty seven year old to have sexual intercourse with her is gross but I can't blame Abby for trying, Mr. Warner is damn sexy. Every girl in this school is trying to get him to get down and jiggy her. Hell, even some of the teachers are.
"He's a creeper," I lied as we got in the lunch line. If I confessed that I had the hots for Mr. Warner as well, I would never hear the end of it. These two are worse than an over protective Father. Not that I know from experience, but from reading books and watching television, they act worse than those fathers do.
I don't want to sound like a floozy, but I enjoy the attention they give me. Not in a sexual way, but more of a family type of way. They are always looking out for me, and spoil me to no ends. I pray every night that they never figure out what I did. I know everything would change between us. They'd never be able to look at me without remembering what I've done.
Things would change between me and Justin as well. It doesn't look like I'm close to him, like I am with Abby, Landon, or Ian. Justin has had a hard time showing emotion ever since he was little, but deep under his hard exterior is a big ol' softy. I have proof too. Now, would a complete asshole own a bunny rabbit and name him Hannibal Lecter? Hannibal for short...Okay beside the name, would an asshole own a rabbit? Nope, a big ol' softy would though!
That's not the only proof I have but it's the most effective. But he really is such a sweetheart. On rare occasions you'll see him helping Abby with her homework or on more frequent opportunities to see him in the act, is when he talks baby talk to his rabbit. If the bunny wasn't so damn cute I would make fun of him, but even I can't resist talking baby talk to him. I think I heard Ian doing it once too.
As for Abby, she already knows. As hard as I tried to prevent it from happening, she figured out what was going between my Father and I. She's known for almost a year now and it saddens me to say but yes things have changed between us; just like I thought would happen. Surprisingly it's not in the way I thought would happen. Instead of being disgusted—as she should be, she became worried and pessimistic.
She says what my Father does is wrong, child abuse. That it wasn't my fault what happened. She thinks I should go to the police… but who am I to deprive a man of his revenge? Much deserved revenge at that. I can deal with a few bruises and cuts.
"Thank god you see that! Unlike our brain dead friend, Blabby. We don't care if he touches her, but you, that's a whole different story," Landon said as he slopped a bunch of ketchup on his fries. He looked over at me and gave me a mischievous smirk. It gave me shivers. Not the good kind, the kind that makes you wanna run and hide in a closet. Its going to be hell when I get a boyfriend, more like if I get one but If I do, these two plus Abby are going to give him hell till he breaks.
All three of us walked over to our table and I saw Abby sitting next to Justin, eating her mashed potatoes rather violently. Oh uh, she's in another one of her moods. "I thought you were off seducing Mr. Warner?" I asked warily as I sat in front of her, while Ian sat to my left and Landon on my right.
"That bitch Sarah Briggs got to him first, 'Oh Mr. Warner I'm just so confused. I stayed up all night trying to figure it out but I'm just not getting it!' She sounded so innocent and cute...damn her to the deepest depths of hell!" She yelled, causing several people around us get up and move to a different table. Justin started to laugh but one death glare from Abby shut him up instantly.
"Hey Kimchi, that Jared guy is staring at you with this lovesick expression. Did you S his D or something?" Justin said, and I stiffened with my mouth wide open and the fork full of mashed potatoes on its way to my mouth froze in mid air. I slowly turned in my chair to look behind me and sure enough there was Jared staring at me with the same enchanted expression as he did in History class. He saw me looking and chuckled at my pose. My cheeks flared and I quickly popped the mashed potatoes in my mouth and turned around so I was facing Abby again, who in reaction to my weird actions raised a perfectly shaped blond eyebrow at me.
"Give him a blowjob? Why would she do that when she has me ready and willing?" I heard Ian say and I looked over at him shocked. He winked at me and licked his lips. I glared at him to stop, but he continued to try and seduce me. Finally I kicked his calf and he stopped to rub the pain away. I rolled my eyes and looked back at my food. I hate it when he jokes around with me like that.
"S his D? What are you, twelve? Just say the damn word," Abby said towards Justin and gave him a dirty look, in which he gladly returned.
"I'm glad that you think I'm the type of girl who would give a blow job to some guy I've barely said two words to," I told Justin and flicked a single piece of corn at him, that hit him square in the forehead. I haven't told Abby or anyone about my infatuation with Jared, I never had the need to. It's not like he would ever return those feelings... maybe I was wrong though, that expression he's been giving me today is pretty promising.
Justin took the piece of corn off of his forehead and continued the conversation about my "sex life" like nothing happened. I threw my face into my hands in defeat. "God, is he still looking over here?" I asked through my hands. I picked my head up and open my fingers slightly so I could see Abby.
Abby looked over me at Jared and shook her head yes. "Yep! Jared looks kind of angry though. Gosh, his eyes are scaring the hell out of me… its worse then your... you know." Then my Father, I finished the sentence for her in my head. Abby's only witnessed the full force of my Fathers glare for me once and it was enough to haunt her dreams for the rest of her life.
I looked back over at Jared to see him glaring intensely at Ian. It was then that I noticed his friend, Paul, glaring at him as well. I looked at Ian and sighed. What did he do this time? I bet he probably tried hitting on one of their girlfriends. I'm not sure if either have one, but I really do hope it was Paul's girlfriend and that Jared doesn't have one.
Jared must have sensed I was looking at them because he brought his attention back to me. He smiled at me and I could see his dimples even from over here. I gave him what I hope was a charming smile and continued to stare at his dimples. So cute!
"He better take his eyes off of you before I give him something to look at," Landon said in a deadly tone that made me look away from Jared and at Landon's angered expression.
"Ooh sounds like Landon is jealous," Ian laughed. Jealous? Why in the world would he feel the need to be jealous? I thought he'd act protective, but not jealous. I looked back at Jared to see that he hasn't look away from me once.
"Like you aren't? Ian you've been crushing on Kim since 1st grade and we all know it. Well except Kim that is," Justin said with a mouth full of french fries. At first I didn't catch the meaning of the words because I was to lost in Jared's eyes but soon the words sunk in and I flew around to look at Ian. What did Justin just say?!
"She knows now!" Ian said threw clenched teeth as he looked at my stunned expression. Ian likes me? Since when? Why didn't I notice this? And since 1st grade! How could I be so oblivious? I mean, he is always touching me and making those crude jokes...but I guess they weren't really jokes if what Justin said is true. I guess Ian meant everything he said. Oh...no, what do I say? How am I supposed to feel? There are so many questions I don't have the answers for!
"I've had enough of this shit. Time to give the bastard a show," Landon said and spun my chair so it faced him. He scooted the chair forward so there was no space between us and his left hand caressed my face as his right knotted into my hair.
"Landon wh-what are you doing?" I managed to squeak out before his lips connected with mine. I gasped in shock and he took the opportunity to thrust his tongue into my mouth. My eyes widened and I saw Landon's face centimeters away from mine with his eyes closed in bliss. I looked over at Jared just in time to see him push his chair over and storm out of the Cafeteria.
Landon continued to kiss me as I sat there motionless. He noticed I wasn't participating and stopped. He gave me one final peck on the lips and smiled sweetly at me. "Sweet Jesus! That was hot," Justin said and laughed, I could hear Abby making gagging noises.
"Hey, where did Jared go? Did anyone see him leave?" I only faintly heard what Abby said. This was too much for me to handle. First I find out Jared might be harboring feelings for me, then I figure out that Ian has the hots for me, and supposedly so does Landon.
"I bet ya he's in the bathroom jerkin off. That kiss was so damn hot, I might be needing a trip to the bathroom as well," Ian joked but the evidence in his pants told me he wasn't joking around—again. The jealously in his eyes was even more proof, it made me look away and towards Abby. She mouthed "You seriously didn't know?" I frowned and she smiled and shook her head.
"Ha, the pussy couldn't even watch us make out without getting a hard on!" Landon said with a cocky smile on.
"You said that a lil too loud. Oh lookie, Paul's on his way over here to kick your loudmouth ass now," Justin said and pointed behind us. I looked over my shoulder to see a very pissed off Paul stalking towards us, his glare switching between Landon and Ian.
"Yeah, I don't think getting your ass kicked is the solution to your problem here," Abby joked and Justin laughed with her. I rolled my eyes at them, how could they be laughing? Everything is going to shit!
Paul was at our table in no time and stood in front of me. He held his hand out to me to take but I just stared at it like it was a gun pointed at my head. "You're coming with me. There's somebody you need to talk to," His deep voice was calm but his eyes said otherwise. When I didn't take it, he reached down and carefully threw me over his shoulder. I squeaked my objection but other than that didn't make any move to stop him. I had no idea what to say. This is the first time I ever talked to Paul, I didn't even know he know I existed!
"She isn't going anywhere you overgrown asshole," I heard Abby's angry voice yell but I couldn't see her face because mine was plastered into Paul's back.
"Shove off Blondie," His smooth deep voice frightened me.
"W-where are you taking me?" I asked but he didn't answer. He started walking and I watched the tiles under us move at a fast pace. I pushed up on my elbows to see everyone looking at us with confused expressions but the only one I cared about was my brothers, Carter. His eyes narrowed as he continued to watch Paul. My heart sped up in fear as I watch his face disappear behind the door we just came out of.
"No, you have to take me back! Please, my brother saw you carrying me out of the lunchroom, he'll tell my Dad and I'll..." I couldn't finish the sentence.
"Not a chance sweetheart, this is more important." More important than me getting hit? Is what I wanted to say, but decided against it. It's not like I'm a masochist or anything. Its just like I said before, I can deal with the cuts and bruises, I can deal with the vituperation and criticism, but I wouldn't be able to deal with the fact that my Father is in prison, rotting and suffering, all because he was coping with the death of his wife. True, that coping consists of beating me and neglecting me, but everyone copes differently and it would kill me to know I was the reason he got sent to jail...so I just keep his "coping habits" to myself.
Paul slowed down and stopped moving. He grabbed me by the waist and placed me down to the ground. He laughed at my expression and reached down and moved the hair out of my face.
"Paul, what the fuck man? What is she doing all the way out here?" I heard a deep sexy voice boom from behind Paul. I looked around him to see Jared running towards us. He pushed Paul out of the way and started inspecting me to see if I was harmed.
"Relax. You said you wanted to talk to her without going to her table so you weren't tempted to beat the shit out of that little boy who kissed your girl." His girl? Oh boy, I like the sound of that. Did he really say I was his girl? More importantly, what makes him think that? Not that I mind...it just doesn't make any sense.
"Forcing her out here like a cave man wasn't what I had in mind! Look, she's scared to death," he pulled me into his side and moved my face into his chest and held it there with his hand. I inhaled his scent and sighed contently. He has a wonderful scent, a mixture of the forest and man. I could stay here forever with him...but I have to get back. Carter will get even more pissed if I'm out here for to long. I don't want to give him more of a reason to exaggerate what happened when he tells our Father, if he does.
"I-I have to get back to the school. I'm going to be in so much trouble when I get home. Crap, I was supposed to hang out with Abby today! Guess that's not going to happen anymore." From time to time my Father lets me hang out at Abby's house and sleep over, but it only happens occasionally. Mostly only when he has guests over. He says he doesn't want me to mess up and ruin his social life as well, so he sends me over to Abby's. Today he has three of his buddies coming over for poker so hopefully he's in a good mood and still lets me go.
"Babe. Babe, calm down. Who are you going to be in trouble with?" Jared said in a soothing tone, but instead of staying where I was, like I wanted, I pushed away from him and started to walk back to the school. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back. I yanked it away from him and ignored the hurt look on his face.
"My Father," I whispered and tried to hide the fear in my eyes, but he caught it, and so did Paul. "I have to go."
A/N: So that was chapter two, I hope you liked it! Sorry it took me so long to update, I'll try to upload chapter three faster. I don't know when I'll have the time to though. I need to write chapter 7 for I Wanna Be Like Other Girls and I still haven't written the second chapter for my other two stories Anything But Ordinary and Me, Myself and I. I probably shouldn't have started this story, or the other two until I was finished with I Wanna Be Like Other Girls but I couldn't resist. So you'll have to forgive me if it takes some time for me to update because I need to updates the other three as well. Plus the guys and Rachel are being extra needy for some reason, haha. So I've been spending most of my time with them. Not that I'm complaining, I love them all to death. Its just that I really wanna start frequently uploading chapters for my stories. Oh and one of my friends actually has a rabbit named Hannibal Lecter, so thats where I got the idea :)
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