Chapter 10: Secrets revealed
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Jackson stared at his best-friend dancing drunkenly on a table.
What did those bruises mean? l should talk to April about this.
Jackson sipped his drink one more but was quickly alarmed when he saw April arguing with some boy. He hurriedly approached the scene.
"I wanna go, bitch!" April screamed before punching the guy.
"April! Stop, what's going on?" Jackson asked pulling her off the other guy.
"What are you her boyfriend or something?" The guy asked rubbing his bloody nose.
"Stay away from her." Jackson warned leading April away.
"Yeah with anger issues like that she probably gets abused by her daddy!" The guy shouted at the pair.
"That's it." Jackson mumbled to himself before turning around and punching the guy out cold before walking off with April.
"Oh my god, l just punched a guy, that was a-mazing. I-I I feel incredible!" April said throwing her arms in the air as her and Jackson stood in one of the many empty hallways of Marks house.
"April what happened?" Jackson asked concerned.
"I-I I'm a soldier!" She shouted in response.
"What?"
"I'm a soldier!" She said again.
Jackson was stunned, where was this sudden confidence coming from?
April crushed her lips on his, making it almost impossible for him to react.
"April. Are you sure? I mean you're a virgin."
"If something feels good you should keep doing it right?" April asked breathlessly biting her lip.
Jackson kissed her again leading her into one of the many guest rooms.
He was just about to pull of her shirt when she stopped him.
"Jackson before we go through with this l need you to know something." April said.
"Okay."
"What that guy said about my dad… I-It's true…" She said.
"I know, and it's okay we'll figure everything out okay? I'm here for you." Jackson said kissing her softly. He reached down and pulled off her shirt kissing her once more with passion. April's hands traveled down his body sending tingles down his spine. He kissed her neck reaching back to pull of his own shirt. April moaned as he reached her pulse point and felt his hands unclasp her bra.
"Jackson…" She moaned as he sucked her breasts.
He kissed her further down her stomach kissing each streak from her dad's belt. Kissing each bruise that marked her body. Kissing away each memory that would scar her forever.
Soon enough they both lay in their underwear kissing each other before Jackson entered her.
"Jackson!"
Teddy grabbed Addison's waist pulling her closer. Addison's hot breath was in her neck as she turned around her back against Addison.
"Teddy…" Addison whispered.
Teddy turned around again and met Addison's lips, kissing her back.
"Addie, l…" Teddy stuttered.
"That's called payback." Addison said with a smirk on her face before leaning in once more.
Callie and Arizona were enjoying their conversation.
"So do you have any plans for after high-school?" Arizona asked.
"Oh you know. College, med-school then surgeon. Same old, same old." Callie shrugged.
"You want to become a surgeon? So do I!" Arizona shouted excitedly.
Somebody bumped into Callie forcing her to fall into Arizona's arms.
"I guess we have a lot in common." She whispered feeling nervous having Arizona inches away.
"I guess we do." Was Arizona's breathless reply.
Callie leaned in to capture Arizona's lips but just before somebody decided to interrupt.
"Callie."
Callie turned to see Erica's face, immediately feeling the anger rise up.
"Erica l don't recall you being invited?" Callie said with an attitude.
"Hmm, still feisty huh? Who's this?" Erica said pointing at Arizona.
"She is none of your business." Callie said stepping in front of Arizona.
"Get out of here, Erica."
Erica stepped away. "This isn't over."
Mark tapped Lexie's shoulder holding up two beers.
"I thought you could use some liquid courage." He said hoping to discuss some matters with her.
"Thanks." She answered, blushing as his eyes burned a hole right through her.
"Lex, we need to talk." He said, his eyes full of worry.
"Okay, what is it?" Lexie said feeling nervous. What would he want to talk about?
"Not here." Mark said guiding her towards his bed-room.
"What did you want to say?" Lexie said shutting the door behind her.
"Roll up your sleeves." Mark said determined.
"What? Mark, l don't think-"
"Lexie! Please." He pleaded.
Lexie looked around his bed-room. It was a typical room. Bed, closest, desk. There were some posters hanging on the walls. A few medical journals lying in his bookcase. A tear rolled down her face as she reluctantly rolled her sleeve up revealing the cuts on her fore-arm.
Mark immediately wrapped his hands around them pulling her close.
"Lex." He whispered softly and wrapped his arm around her as her body convulsed in sobs.
"It's okay. Everything will be okay."
They stayed like that for a while before Lexie calmed down again.
"I'm sorry." She said softly.
Mark pulled away from her so he could look at her properly. Even though the tears had ruined her make-up she still looked beautiful and he couldn't resist placing his hand on her cheek. She leaned into his grasp feeling safe for the first time in a while.
"What happened?" He asked.
"My dad.. He… The alcohol and the beatings…" Lexie had too take a breath to calm herself down again.
"Shh, It's okay were moving in in tomorrow, remember?" Mark said reassuringly.
"So anytime you feel like hurting yourself again you come to my room and you come and lie in bed with me. Okay?"
Lexie smiled.
"Okay"
R&R!