.:Chapter 10: Surprised Love:.
.:I was surprised when I heard a knock on my door the following evening, seeing it was Darcy Wise. She didn't even seem to see what kind of dumpy place I lived in:.
.:"Darcy? How did you...know where I lived....?" I drifted off, a little confused:.
.:"They just put you in the phone book," she said, as my cheeks filled with blood:.
.:"Oh," I said, a little embarrassed, but she only smiled:.
.:"Are you ready?" she asked, and I nodded with a smile. Today she wore a white blouse and a long black skirt. She looked beautiful. I wore a pair of faded khaki pants and a black shirt. We started towards the schoolhouse, where some of the children had stayed after to get help:.
.:The teachers looked happy to have us and assigned Darcy and me to the same room. I went to work with a little boy who was about six and was having a hard time reading. We sat down together and I started to give him pointers on how to sound out the words. Soon he seemed to catch on and smiled proudly as he read a few pages with only a few long pauses:.
.:"I hope that didn't bore you," Darcy said, once we were on our way home:.
.:Quickly I shook my head, "No...I enjoyed it. I mean...it was nice...being able to help...you know?":.
.:She nodded and smiled:.
.:"I try to volunteer whenever I have the time. This fall I will be going to college...I decided to take a year off to please my father," she explained:.
.:"You really should look into some scholarships if you think you can't afford college, Colvin. I think you'd be a great teacher," she said:.
.:Darcy's compliment made me blush furiously and made me glad I had met her. We started to go to the school often to tutor, and as we spent more time with the other, the more we learned. I kept most of my past hidden, not wanting her to see, even as she tried to wade in..:.
.:"Why don't you ever talk about your childhood?" she asked one day, when we were having dinner at my house:.
.:"I never had one," I responded, even as her eyebrows wrinkled in confusion:.
.:"What do you mean...?":.
.:I looked down, not wanting her to treat me differently than she already did. Yet she was so easy to talk to...before I could help myself, I was telling her everything, hardly pausing to even take a breath. She looked stunned and shocked, horrified as I told her my tale:.
.:When I had finished, I looked away. She didn't speak for a moment:.
.:"So that's it," she softly said, and I looked at her, my eyebrow raising in confusion:.
.:"What are you talking about?" I asked:.
.:"That's why you are like that. But...you turned out differently than what most children abused like you turn out...most turn out to be exactly what the abusers were to them. Some who were molested and raped end up raping others..." she drifted off:.
.:"I could never rape anyone. Even though no woman will ever want to be with me....I couldn't rape. Not after what he did to Hope...":.
.:"That's not true, Colvin...why would you think no woman would want to be with you?" she asked, and I stood up with my plate. I didn't answer her question, just went to the sink to fill it with warm water and soap, where I began to wash the dishes, to get my mind off her question:.
.:"Colvin...why do you believe that?" she asked again, coming up behind me:.
.:"They'd be sickened to know what happened to me," I said, looking down as I washed my dish:.
.:"No they wouldn't...." she said, in a soft voice:.
.:I felt her arms slipping around my waist, her hands dropping her dish into the sink. She pressed against me, embracing me from behind:.
.:"You're not worthless Colvin...you are a wonderful man...and any woman would be lucky to have you. You're sweet and kind...thoughtful and helpful...but so secretive...so mysterious," she said:.
.:I turned and looked down into her eyes. For a moment we stood there, her arms around my waist, our dark eyes locked on the other's. Then I slowly tugged her arms away:.
.:"You don't have to feel sorry for me..." I said, then she moved her arms back around my waist again, her gaze not flickering away from me:.
.:"I'm not...." she whispered, as she rose on the tip of her toes to press her mouth against mine. For a moment I didn't know how to react, then my arms tightened around her, pressing her closer to me. She pulled away slightly, looking up at me with a small smile:.
.:"I have wanted to do that for the longest time..." she admitted:.
.:"Your parents won't be happy...they hate the Casteels," I reminded, but she shrugged, as if it were nothing:.
.:"I don't care what they think. I'm not a little girl anymore, I'm nearly out of the house...I'm an adult almost...I'm eighteen....":.
.:Again her mouth fell apon mine, and this time I didn't resist. My hand moved to caress her cheek, my eyes closing softly, savoring the sweetness of her kiss. My heart was pounding inside me, my blood racing through my veins. She took my hands into hers, even as she kept her mouth on mine, leading us out of the kitchen:.
.:Somehow we ended up in my bedroom, and my hands were at her blouse, unbuttoning the buttons as my lips traveled down with each button that was undone. I felt her hands slide under my shirt and helped her pull it over my head. We crawled onto my bed as my hands caressed her shoulders, nudging away her blouse:.
.:She was so beautiful. For a moment I could only stare at her as my hands went to slip her skirt down, unzipping my pants. I knew she was a virgin, I could tell. Because even though her dark eyes were filled with desire, I saw the fear also. I was afraid to. I had never done this and I was afraid I'd mess up, hurt her, something. I took my time kissing her, my lips moving over every part of her, wanting her to feel at ease and special:.
.:Her hands slid down my back and to my hands as our mouths met again and again, then I raised myself over her. Her arms rested on my back, her eyes slowly closing as I slowly pushed up inside her. I felt her body tighten for a moment and she gasped with the shock of it, then her eyes opened and saw they were glazed with tears:.
.:It made my heart stop, thinking I had hurt her. I started to retreat, and she felt me doing so and pressed me back against her:.
.:"No...." she whispered, her lips moving down my cheek:.
.:"I want this...I need to feel you..." she said, and then she moved beneath me:.
.:I gasped with the utter shock and pleasure I felt of being inside her. I had never imagined it would be anything like this. I began to move within her, and soon I heard her gasping softly, then she was softly moaning, her arms pressing me closer to her as her lips searched for mine:.
.:We rocked back and forth, feeling as if ocean waves were crashing against one another. I moaned and held her close to me, as if I was afraid she would vanish at any moment. It was so different than I had imagined. We moved as one, crying out in pleasure, as if we knew exactly how to please the other:.
.:I started to murmur her name, over and over, then I felt our climax building. After we were both spent and were laying side by side, I turned my head to Darcy:.
.:"I'm sorry I was so insistent about this....but I'm glad it happened," she said, smiling as she wrapped her hands around mine, her dark eyes locking with mine:.
.:"You really are different...Colvin. No one has ever treated me the way you treat me. You make me feel...special somehow. I think I love you...but I'm not sure. I've never been in love....":.
.:"Neither have I...." I whispered, bringing her hands to my lips, "but I know I care deeply for you...I may love you.":.
.:Both of us inexperienced lovers, was not sure if we were in love yet. But I knew it would happen, I felt myself growing closer and closer to Darcy, hating it when she wasn't with me, feeling utterly incomplete. We started to spend more time together, learning to become more intimate, learning:.
.:I was surprised when I heard a knock on my door the following evening, seeing it was Darcy Wise. She didn't even seem to see what kind of dumpy place I lived in:.
.:"Darcy? How did you...know where I lived....?" I drifted off, a little confused:.
.:"They just put you in the phone book," she said, as my cheeks filled with blood:.
.:"Oh," I said, a little embarrassed, but she only smiled:.
.:"Are you ready?" she asked, and I nodded with a smile. Today she wore a white blouse and a long black skirt. She looked beautiful. I wore a pair of faded khaki pants and a black shirt. We started towards the schoolhouse, where some of the children had stayed after to get help:.
.:The teachers looked happy to have us and assigned Darcy and me to the same room. I went to work with a little boy who was about six and was having a hard time reading. We sat down together and I started to give him pointers on how to sound out the words. Soon he seemed to catch on and smiled proudly as he read a few pages with only a few long pauses:.
.:"I hope that didn't bore you," Darcy said, once we were on our way home:.
.:Quickly I shook my head, "No...I enjoyed it. I mean...it was nice...being able to help...you know?":.
.:She nodded and smiled:.
.:"I try to volunteer whenever I have the time. This fall I will be going to college...I decided to take a year off to please my father," she explained:.
.:"You really should look into some scholarships if you think you can't afford college, Colvin. I think you'd be a great teacher," she said:.
.:Darcy's compliment made me blush furiously and made me glad I had met her. We started to go to the school often to tutor, and as we spent more time with the other, the more we learned. I kept most of my past hidden, not wanting her to see, even as she tried to wade in..:.
.:"Why don't you ever talk about your childhood?" she asked one day, when we were having dinner at my house:.
.:"I never had one," I responded, even as her eyebrows wrinkled in confusion:.
.:"What do you mean...?":.
.:I looked down, not wanting her to treat me differently than she already did. Yet she was so easy to talk to...before I could help myself, I was telling her everything, hardly pausing to even take a breath. She looked stunned and shocked, horrified as I told her my tale:.
.:When I had finished, I looked away. She didn't speak for a moment:.
.:"So that's it," she softly said, and I looked at her, my eyebrow raising in confusion:.
.:"What are you talking about?" I asked:.
.:"That's why you are like that. But...you turned out differently than what most children abused like you turn out...most turn out to be exactly what the abusers were to them. Some who were molested and raped end up raping others..." she drifted off:.
.:"I could never rape anyone. Even though no woman will ever want to be with me....I couldn't rape. Not after what he did to Hope...":.
.:"That's not true, Colvin...why would you think no woman would want to be with you?" she asked, and I stood up with my plate. I didn't answer her question, just went to the sink to fill it with warm water and soap, where I began to wash the dishes, to get my mind off her question:.
.:"Colvin...why do you believe that?" she asked again, coming up behind me:.
.:"They'd be sickened to know what happened to me," I said, looking down as I washed my dish:.
.:"No they wouldn't...." she said, in a soft voice:.
.:I felt her arms slipping around my waist, her hands dropping her dish into the sink. She pressed against me, embracing me from behind:.
.:"You're not worthless Colvin...you are a wonderful man...and any woman would be lucky to have you. You're sweet and kind...thoughtful and helpful...but so secretive...so mysterious," she said:.
.:I turned and looked down into her eyes. For a moment we stood there, her arms around my waist, our dark eyes locked on the other's. Then I slowly tugged her arms away:.
.:"You don't have to feel sorry for me..." I said, then she moved her arms back around my waist again, her gaze not flickering away from me:.
.:"I'm not...." she whispered, as she rose on the tip of her toes to press her mouth against mine. For a moment I didn't know how to react, then my arms tightened around her, pressing her closer to me. She pulled away slightly, looking up at me with a small smile:.
.:"I have wanted to do that for the longest time..." she admitted:.
.:"Your parents won't be happy...they hate the Casteels," I reminded, but she shrugged, as if it were nothing:.
.:"I don't care what they think. I'm not a little girl anymore, I'm nearly out of the house...I'm an adult almost...I'm eighteen....":.
.:Again her mouth fell apon mine, and this time I didn't resist. My hand moved to caress her cheek, my eyes closing softly, savoring the sweetness of her kiss. My heart was pounding inside me, my blood racing through my veins. She took my hands into hers, even as she kept her mouth on mine, leading us out of the kitchen:.
.:Somehow we ended up in my bedroom, and my hands were at her blouse, unbuttoning the buttons as my lips traveled down with each button that was undone. I felt her hands slide under my shirt and helped her pull it over my head. We crawled onto my bed as my hands caressed her shoulders, nudging away her blouse:.
.:She was so beautiful. For a moment I could only stare at her as my hands went to slip her skirt down, unzipping my pants. I knew she was a virgin, I could tell. Because even though her dark eyes were filled with desire, I saw the fear also. I was afraid to. I had never done this and I was afraid I'd mess up, hurt her, something. I took my time kissing her, my lips moving over every part of her, wanting her to feel at ease and special:.
.:Her hands slid down my back and to my hands as our mouths met again and again, then I raised myself over her. Her arms rested on my back, her eyes slowly closing as I slowly pushed up inside her. I felt her body tighten for a moment and she gasped with the shock of it, then her eyes opened and saw they were glazed with tears:.
.:It made my heart stop, thinking I had hurt her. I started to retreat, and she felt me doing so and pressed me back against her:.
.:"No...." she whispered, her lips moving down my cheek:.
.:"I want this...I need to feel you..." she said, and then she moved beneath me:.
.:I gasped with the utter shock and pleasure I felt of being inside her. I had never imagined it would be anything like this. I began to move within her, and soon I heard her gasping softly, then she was softly moaning, her arms pressing me closer to her as her lips searched for mine:.
.:We rocked back and forth, feeling as if ocean waves were crashing against one another. I moaned and held her close to me, as if I was afraid she would vanish at any moment. It was so different than I had imagined. We moved as one, crying out in pleasure, as if we knew exactly how to please the other:.
.:I started to murmur her name, over and over, then I felt our climax building. After we were both spent and were laying side by side, I turned my head to Darcy:.
.:"I'm sorry I was so insistent about this....but I'm glad it happened," she said, smiling as she wrapped her hands around mine, her dark eyes locking with mine:.
.:"You really are different...Colvin. No one has ever treated me the way you treat me. You make me feel...special somehow. I think I love you...but I'm not sure. I've never been in love....":.
.:"Neither have I...." I whispered, bringing her hands to my lips, "but I know I care deeply for you...I may love you.":.
.:Both of us inexperienced lovers, was not sure if we were in love yet. But I knew it would happen, I felt myself growing closer and closer to Darcy, hating it when she wasn't with me, feeling utterly incomplete. We started to spend more time together, learning to become more intimate, learning:.