Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for original characters and idea's.
And SoccerGirl03, I'm righting your character in "Unwritten". She might not come up for a few more chapters though, so I can bring her in along with the story line. J
Chapter 14.
Rachel P.O.V.
"So, your birthday is in three days. Anything you want?" I asked Ben. We're laying on my bed, facing each other while Ben played with my fingers. He looked up and shrugged.
"What is there for presents anymore? How about just you and I just hang around the pond?" He suggested. I rolled my eyes and propped myself up on my elbow.
"But we do that almost every day! Don't you want any kind of present? Maybe a little party?" I asked. He shook his head and chuckled.
"No thanks. I've never really liked having a bunch of attention on me, and only me." He told me. I sighed and snuggled closer to him. He was going to sleep in my room tonight. Dad wasn't to thrilled about it, but mom was able to distract him and shoo him away. Gotta love mom's.
"Alright. I'll get you a little present anyway." I smiled when he groaned.
"Why do I even try?" He whispered. I laughed and kissed him on the lips.
"I'll be back in a little while. I'm gonna go take a shower." I told him and got off the bed. He nodded and grabbed one of the Harry Potter books off of my nightstand. Once in my bathroom, I shut the door and peeled off my clothes, throwing them on the ground. Stepping into the shower, I sighed as the warm water relaxed me a little. I still had that fearful feeling and had been paranoid all day.
After fifteen minutes of getting clean and relaxing, I turned the water off and stepped out. Wrapping a towel around my self, I dried off, then grabbed my pajamas. Blue short shorts and a white tank top so white, you could see perfectly through it. Slipping them on, I put my bra back on first, then the tank top. My hair was still damp and curled a little.
Peeking into my bedroom, I saw Ben standing up, facing the wall. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, until he dropped his pants around his ankles. My eyes widened and I turned red. Right as he was about to do the same thing with his boxers, I quickly and quietly shut the bathroom door and leaned against it. I bit my lip and giggled quietly. So many naughty thoughts going through my mind right now. I smacked my forehead a few times and took in a deep breath. I closed my eyes and opened the door again. Please let him have pants on!
Opening my eyes, I was relieved (and slightly disappointed) To see him lounging on my bed, with grey sweatpants on. I let out the breath and he looked up, eyes widening. I smirked and slowly walked over to the bed, swaying my hips on purpose. He gulped as I crawled onto the bed and his lap.
"Nice shirt." He commented, his voice cracking a little. I leaned down and ran my hands over his bare chest.
"I thought you'd like it." I whispered into his ear. The second I kissed his neck, he groaned and flipped us over. I giggled and he attacked my lips with his own. I wrapped my arm's around his neck, pulling him even closer.
"I love you so much." He whispered. I smiled and he kissed my forehead, down to my nose, and finally my lips one final time.
"Eewwwww!" We broke apart and Ben rolled off of me. Shelly was standing in the doorway, nose was scrunched up and looking really grossed out. I laughed and sat up.
"Hey Shelly." She walked over to her bed and grabbed her little nightgown.
"You two act like mommy and daddy." She told us. She had started referring to my parents as such, and they didn't mind at all, in fact mom was overjoyed. I had considered her my sister ever since I first met her. Ben and I both laughed and her eyes widened. She pointed to my chest and ran over to me.
"Rachel! I can see your bra!" She whispered. I heard Ben snort and gave him a "Shut Up" look. He tried to hold in his laughing, causing the snorting noise's. I sighed and looked at Shelly.
"Yes you can. It's not a big deal." I told her, pulling her onto my lap.
"But Ben's a boy! Boy's aren't aloud to see that!" She exclaimed. Ben lost it and burst out laughing. Shelly gave him a very dirty look for an eight year old.
"Well, Ben didn't see it, and I wont let him, ok?" I lied. She nodded and got up.
"Good, cause boy's shouldn't see girl's B- Bo- Boobies." She said it like it was an evil word. Oh so you think now little one, I thought. Ben grabbed one of my pillows and pushed his face into it, screaming with laughter. I blushed a little and nodded at Shelly.
"You are very right." I told her. Ben was now on his stomach, face still in the pillow, banging his fist's on the bed from laughing so hard. Shelly smiled at me and kissed my cheek.
"I know. And I think Ben's broken. Goodnight!" I laughed and kissed her forehead.
"Goodnight Shelly." She then skipped out of the room, nightgown in her hands. She was sleeping by my mom tonight, since Ben was with me. I flicked the back of said boy's head and he looked up, still laughing. Rolling my eyes, I got up and locked my bedroom door. He came up behind me and picked me up. I giggled and he laid me down on the bed, crawling over me. Once again, we started our heated kissing. He laid his wait down on top of me. I smirked and pulled away before it got to heated. I put my finger to his lips.
"Your squashing my boobies." I joked in the same voice Shelly had used. After 3 seconds of silence we burst out laughing. He laid next to me after we had calmed down and kissed me one more time.
"Goodnight Rae, love you." He pulled my back to his chest. I smiled and pulled his arm over my side, lacing our hands together.
"Love you too."
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I woke up by myself. Sighing, I rolled over onto my stomach, then heard a crinkling noise and felt something smooth against my stomach. I sat up and opened the little note that laid there.
"Rachel,
Went to get some breakfast. Sorry for not waking you, but you looked so peaceful. See you when you get up.
Love, Ben."
I smiled at the note and laid it down on the nightstand. Standing up, I picked out my outfit for the day. A long sleeved purple shirt, black skinny jeans, and sneakers, along with a simple green Indian beaded necklace that stuck close to my neck, but not a choker necklace. I then brushed my teeth and my hair.
Crash!
I jumped and dropped my hair brush. Spinning around, I sighed as I saw the window had blown open, the curtains flowing around. I picked up my hair brush, laid it on the nightstand and went over to shut the window. Just as I shut it, a creepy breeze blew through the room, sending an uncomfortable shiver down my spine, the fearful feeling returning. Glaring at the window, I slammed it shut and stomped out of the room and down stairs.
"Hey baby, everything ok?" Mom asked. She was sitting at the kitchen table with dad and Shelly. No Ben.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Where's Ben?" I asked, sitting next to Shelly. Mom glanced at dad and pushed a plate of food over to me.
"He went back over to his house, to see his brothers." I nodded and ate my food in silence. Shelly spent the whole time chitty chatting about how Matt and her are the best of friends. Once I finished, I pushed my chair backwards and walked to the door.
"Rachel!" I turned to my mom and sighed impatiently. "Are you sure your ok?"
"I'm Fine mom." I told her, then opened the door and left. Walking over to Ben's house, I just walked in and found Matt, yet again sitting on the couch, looking bored.
"Bored again I see." He looked up and nodded. I sat next to him and gave him a side hug. "I'm sure Shelly would like to play again." I suggested.
"Cool. Just walk in?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.
"Just walk in. But before you go, where are your brothers?" I asked. He pointed upstairs.
"Hal's up there, doing whatever, and Ben went down to the practice field." He told me. I groaned and stood up.
"Now why would he go out there by himself? He'll blow his foot off!" I ranted to myself.
"He didn't go alone though." I gave him a confused look.
"Who'd he go with then?"
"Well, he actually left by himself, but once he got to the beginning of the field, I saw some tall man following behind him. I think his name is Dave something." My eyes widened and the smile dropped off my face.
"David Rowe?" I asked, grabbing his shoulders. His eyes widened a little at my outburst.
"Yeah! That's his name. Why does it matter?" He asked, a curios look on his face. I shook my head.
"Matt, I need you to go get Hal and my dad! Tell them to go to the field! That Ben's in danger!" I told him, rushing to the door.
"But….!""Now Matt!" I shouted and ran out the door. I didn't want to be so mean, but this was an emergency.
I ran down the road, pushing people out of my way. My breathing was turning into panting as I ran as fast as I could to the field, Ben being my only thought. Once I reached the field, I looked all around, but saw nothing.
"Ben?" I yelled. I heard some sort of weird noises coming from the woods, and took off into them. It felt like I was running forever. I kept getting deeper and deeper into the woods, looking in every direction.
"Aghhhh!" My eyes widened and I ran towards Ben's scream. I ran until I reached an open area, gasping at the sight before me.
Ben was laying on the ground, a bloody nose and a deep cut across his forehead. David was standing over him, smirking. I stepped forward, a branch cracking under my foot. Both of their heads snapped over to me, Ben's eyes filled with worry, David's eyes filled with angry rage.
"Get out of here girly!" David roared. I flinched and he smirked. Turning his attention back to Ben, he lifted his foot up and kicked him in the stomach. Ben cried out in pain and my eyes watered.
"Ben!" I screamed. Something in me snapped when I saw tears of pain come out of Ben's eyes. I glared at David and ran forward, jumping on his back. He stumbled around, not ready for my extra weight. He tried to throw me off, but I dug my nails into his forehead and scratched as hard as I could.
"You bastard!" I yelled and kicked my feet. He backed me into a tree, forcing me to let go. I screamed as the bark cut into my back and dropped onto my knees.
"Stupid little bitch!" He shouted, rubbing at his now bleeding forehead. I was slightly happy that I did some damage to him, even if it was only a few scratches. I noticed his gun had fallen to the ground, probably when I was kicking my feet. He didn't seem to notice, and turned back to Ben.
(Imagine this next part in slow motion. Lol.)
David bent down and grabbed a rock the size of a coconut, and raised it above his head. My heart stopped as I realized what he was going to do. My eye's met Ben's, and we both let some tears fall.
"So long, Razorback!" David hissed. Images of Ben and I ran through my head at a million miles an hour, and I blinked once.
"NO!" Forcing myself off of the ground, I pushed forward and grabbed the gun. My anger raging to impossible levels, I aimed at David.
BANG!