Sorry for the long wait...school you know...but I've finished chapter 9 so that'll be up soon too. In this chapter things get...well, this will lead up to the main point of this story...enjoy!
Caleb swayed unsteadily at Nicky's, getting powerful waves of Power from…somewhere.
He grabbed the edge of the pool table, steadying himself before the partying teens noticed. As the strong feeling passed, he glanced over his shoulder and saw that Reid and Pogue were also leaning on objects; they'd felt it too. They gave him a questioning look, knowing what it was but not who had Used.
Caleb straightened and glanced at another table where Taylor and Randy were sitting, talking quietly. He nodded to the door and walked out, the biker and blonde following obediently.
Outside Caleb let out his breath. " You feel that?" He knew the answer but didn't know how to start.
Reid did. " That was Chase wasn't it?" he asked, eyes wide. " Tyler's out there…"
Pogue looked worried too but Caleb shook his head. " No. It didn't feel like him." He went silent, letting what he already knew sink into the other boys.
Pogue was hit first. " Tyler?" he said uncertainly.
Caleb nodded, but Reid shook his head. " No, no Tyler wouldn't do that! He Uses less then all of us!"
" Well, unless there's another Covenant member out there, it's him."
" But it was pretty strong Caleb," Pogue pointed out. " He'd have to have done something pretty big to produce that much Power."
Caleb ran his hands through his dark hair. " We have to find him."
Pogue nodded. " Let's split up," he suggested. " We'll cover more ground that way."
Nodding they headed to their separate modes of transportation; Caleb got in his silver Mustang, Reid got in his black Chevrolet, and Pogue hopped on his yellow motorcycle. They all sped away in different directions.
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The steady hum of the Hummer calmed Tyler, and before long his anger and feeling of betrayal were swept away, replaced by the feeling of guilt. Had he really treated Taylor that unfairly? Thinking back to a few hours ago, he nodded. Yes, yes he had.
He opened the window, letting the cool air calm him even more. He knew what he had to do. Pulling into the parking lot of a flower store, Tyler ran in and returned a few minutes later with a bouquet of white roses, Taylor's favorite. He got back in his car, just sitting there for a while, thinking what he was going to say to the girl he loved.
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It was well past midnight when Taylor unlocked her dorm room. Randy had already departed for his new room, wanting to meet his roommate. She wasn't looking forward to sleeping in her dorm alone. Grace had left to go visit Jason, her boyfriend back home. Sighing she walked in, throwing her purse on her bedside table and walked to their small bathroom, changing into her pajamas, which was just an oversized T-shirt and a pair of underwear.
Slipping under the covers she tried to sleep, thoughts of Tyler running through her mind. She should've told him about Randy. It had been a stupid mistake not too and now it may cost her their relationship.
As she lay there she was completely oblivious to the form looming over her. Not until she heard his breathing close to her ear did she jolt fully awake and spun around, nearly jumping out of her bed. All she could do was stare in shock and horror as her eyes set on Chase, his lips set in an evil grin. There was a certain look of lust in his blue eyes and before Taylor could scream he was on top of her, holding her wrists above her head with one hand. The other began to wander all over her trembling body, touching her all the way down her legs, then slowly coming back up and feeling her breasts, making her squeak with dismay. Still grinning he licked his lips as his hand moved back down and rested just above her underwear line. "Don't worry. It'll be over soon." Her eyes grew wide with terror, and then her world was turned upside down.
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The gravel crunched underneath the Hummer's wheels as Tyler pulled into the parking lot at Spencer. He had thought long and hard about what he was going to say, but he was worried that he'd either a) not be able to gather up the guts to say it or b) she wouldn't forgive him.
Parking the huge vehicle he got out, taking the roses with him. As he neared the front doors a sudden thought hit him; how would he explain his newly healed arm? I could just say that it healed fast, he thought. Kids at this school will believe anything. That solved, something else crept into his mind. What would he say to the guys? Obviously they weren't going to take his excuse reserved for the rest of the student body. They'd be pissed. Hell, they probably already know. He sighed. Hopefully they wouldn't kick his ass too hard.
Entering Spencer he took the stairs up to Taylor's floor. As he reached for the doorknob, Tyler was surprised to find that it was already opened. Pushing it open, he started to call her name, then saw the state of the dorm and dropped the roses. The bed was ruined, the sheets wrinkled and ripped in several places and the pillows were strewn around the bed.
Fear grew in his eyes as Tyler turned around and crashed into Erin. She looked like she'd been crying. Tyler feared the worst.
" What happened?" He was aware that his voice was shaking.
Erin sniffed. " Tyler, I'm so sorry. Taylor…she…"
" What?"
" Taylor was raped."
Tyler's heart stopped, his blood ceased its' flow through his veins and froze. His face paled and his breathing became heavy. All he could do was stand there, his mind blank.
Erin touched his hand. " Tyler?" she said uncertainly.
He shook her off and took running down the hall, tears falling from his indigo eyes. He flew down the steps, tripping halfway down and fell the rest of the way. Quickly he got up and ran out the door to his Hummer. Jabbing the key in the ignition he tore down the street, surpassing the speed limit in a few seconds. Sobs escaped his mouth as he headed to the hospital, which he knew she'd be, hastily wiping the tears away so he could see. He was so furious with himself. If only he hadn't gotten upset with her. He'd have driven her back and this wouldn't have happened. He had told her he'd protect her and he'd let her down.
Before long he arrived and Tyler parked the Hummer, not caring that it wasn't even in a proper parking position. Tyler rushed through the doors, running straight to the front desk. " Taylor! Taylor Reese! What room?" he demanded, breathing fast.
The receptionist blinked. " Name sir?"
His patience broke. " What Goddamn room?" he shouted.
Shocked and a bit frightened she replied, " Second floor. Room 212."
Tyler ran up the steps looking for the room. Not paying attention he ran into someone and he backed up, eyeing the person who had stopped him on his hunt.
" Tyler? What is it?" Dr. Brakner was surprised to see the boy. Tyler hated being here. When he saw Tyler's tear-soaked face a light bulb went off. " Miss Reese."
Nodding Tyler gulped in breaths, on the brink of hyperventilating.
The doctor took hold of his shaking shoulders. " Calm down Tyler. Take nice, calm breaths."
Tyler tried and within a few moments was breathing normally, but was still trembling. " Wh-where is sh-she?" he stammered between sobs.
Dr. Brakner motioned to his right. " Right there."
Tyler looked over and faced a glass window, seeing Taylor lying in her bed, back to him. There were no tubes attached to her, no IV drips. At least she wasn't hurt too bad physically.
Turning back to the doctor he took a shaky breath. " Is she okay?"
He didn't move. " Physically, yes. We only found a few bruises, which is common when women are…when this happens. But mentally…I can't say. She was able to speak with her brother, Randy, a few minutes ago, but other than that she hasn't done nor said anything much." He paused, letting Tyler take it all in.
" So, she's okay? The…person who…he didn't…?"
" Hurt her? No but…" He sighed. " Tyler, there's something you must know."
Tyler's eyes widened. " Wh-what?"
" The man who did this…well, when most women are raped, the rapist doesn't do much. He almost never…" He sighed, bracing himself. " Tyler, Taylor's pregnant."
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