Chapter 4 : Prepare with Numbness
We entered the party and the commotion was overwhelming. I noticed Aiden's attention shift from me to half the basketball team that could be seen in the next room. He glanced back and forth then whispered, "I'm going to see the guys. You sit right in that chair. Don't move. I better not find you with anybody. I'll be right back." His voice was cold and twisted around my head pulling every bit of dignity I had with it. He loosed his hand from mine and I slowly walked eyes to the floor to the chair across the room. I sat and looked back at Aiden. He winked at me, his normal signal of approval and threatening reply all in one.
I look to my shoes and then to a stain in the carpet below me. Then it hit me. An energy, yea this sounds so weird, but this weird warm energy fell upon my body. I felt eyes on me, not hurtful eyes, but kind admiring eyes. I looked up, I wanted to find my secret admirer, I can't have them looking at me when Adien gets back. I got to take care of this. I pear around the room and suddenly my vision collides with the most stunning girl I have ever seen. Then I realize, it is the girl from the locker room. The one who saw, the one who seemed to see past my front. This was bad. I lingered my gaze, maybe a bit too long and realized I had to take a chance. It was now or never, the worst that could happen is another beat down. She was worth that. In a friend way of course…
I smile uncontrollably, and mouth to her a simple message, "Come closer." I couldn't take that much of a chance leaving my chair, just talking to her could make my night painful enough. She saw my mouth move but couldn't quite grasp what I said. I mouthed it again and it registers in her head. She slowly got up and made her way to me. With each step, her beauty magnifying. I could be drooling but I don't care, for once I could care less about the consequences. She steps directly in front of me, bends down close to my ear in an attempt to talk to me over the noise and says in the most angelic, spine shivering electrifying, raspy voice,
"I didn't expect to see you here, but I'm glad you came." A smile shown across her face and one some how snuck onto mine as well.
"Aiden made me come, basketball teams all here." I replied. His name makes her stiff but maybe that's just something my eyes made up.
"Oh... so it's not to see me then." She pouts and pretends to be offended. We both laugh lightly.
"Yea well I guess it's not a bad thing you're here though, I'm so bored and I don't know anyone." Her smile grows even bigger.
"Same here, my friend Tom needed a ride... so here I am."
"Yea."
"Yea…" We both had a word freeze, both not knowing what to say.
After a few seconds of us just staring at each other not knowing what to say she interrupted the awkward yet some how nice dried up conversation,
"So how's your leg, any better?" I noticed the concern in her eyes. It's something I want, comfort, but something that also means I need her to forget everything she saw.
"Oh, no worries, it's already almost healed." I smile unnaturally and look up to a random spot on the nearby wall. Suddenly I feel the faintest breathe by my neck. She is leaning close to my ear, air making my body relax and shiver at the same time. I have the urge to grab her and kiss her. But don't, I'm frozen like a deer. She slowly whispers,
"You don't have to pretend, I can see it in those eyes, your not all right." She smiles but not a happy smile, a pity but comforting, understanding smile. I look into her eyes and see the worry building up behind them. I glance back to the floor. Then I feel a piece of paper being placed gently in my hand, and with that she is gone, off to the dance floor.
I slowly unfolded the purple paper, it read,
Here if you need me..
898-0563.
Don't hesitate to call,
Ashley
Author Note:(NOT A USEABLE NUMBER).
It's funny we have shared only a two conversations and yet I feel I can trust her more then anyone I know in my life. I feel as though she knows me better then myself. I like it, the safeness, the warm electric current that always runs through me when she is close, I like her.
But all this doesn't matter, because as I fold the note back up, I feel an arm grip my shoulder and a hand snatch the note away. The grip tightens and so does my stomach. I coach myself as he drags me away deeper into the house," prepare yourself Spencer, numb yourself, because you only have until he gets you alone until your numb or your dead."
TBC
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More to come very soon. I'll try to post daily during the week.