"Julie, we need to talk," Chris stated firmly.
"Chris, I don't need to talk to you about anything. We aren't together anymore, remember?" Julie retorts.
I saw Chris slide his large hand from Julie's shoulder down to her arm. He squeezed it tightly and her arm started to turn red. I wondered if anyone else saw what Chris had just done to Julie because it seemed so obvious to me.
Chris walked away and outside of the banquet hall. Julie followed a few moments later.
I watched what Chris did to Julie in horror and began to wonder what really happened with their relationship. Julie had looked even more scared than I had ever seen her before.
"Whoa, that was creepy," Christine said.
"I know. Good thing they broke up," Linda added.
Everyone agreed.
I knew that I couldn't just sit in this chair and wonder about what was happening to Julie. I quickly jumped out of my seat and followed Chris and Julie outside of the banquet hall.
Julie and Chris walked a few feet to make sure they were away from the banquet hall. They walked behind the gymnasium and stopped a few seconds later. I had to make sure I wasn't in site.
"What the hell are you doing, Chris?" Julie asked.
"I'm the one that should be asking questions," Chris responded.
"So what's your question?"
"What the fuck are you wearing? You look like a slut."
"It shouldn't matter to you what I'm wearing. We're not together anymore."
"It doesn't matter if we're not together, you look trashy. You shouldn't be dressing like that."
"You know what Chris? It wouldn't matter if we were together or not. You would still have no decision in what I did or did not wear. I mean, who are you to me?"
"I'm your boyfriend."
Chris pushed Julie up against the wall and held her wrists against the wall. Julie started to squeal in pain.
"Stop it Chris, you're hurting me," Julie cried.
"I hope it does. No girl of mine is going to parade around this school looking like a slut," Chris yelled. He had an evil smile on his face.
Chris began to hold Julie harder and started slipping his hand up her dress.
I ran as fast as I could and punched Chris as hard as I could in the face. He fell to the ground and Julie hugged me. She squeezed me so hard I thought I was loosing circulation.
"What the fuck, Germaine! Did you follow us out here?" Chris screamed.
Julie pulled back a little and looked at me directly in the eye. She looked as if she wanted me to follow her.
"Yeah, I did," I said.
"God, you're such a loser, Germaine." Chris said.
"She said you two are not together anymore. And I don't know what you were planning on doing, but I had to stop you. Why don't you just leave?"
Chris got up and ran away. I don't know where he went.
Julie looked at me. She began crying and I held her in my arms. I could smell her aroma even more but the external Julie was not was I was thinking about. I was more interested and scared for the internal Julie. What really was going on and what would have happened if I hadn't been there to save her.
I hugged her tighter and her crying began to slow down.
"What the hell is going on?" I heard a voice say from my left.
It was Connie.
"Chris, I don't need to talk to you about anything. We aren't together anymore, remember?" Julie retorts.
I saw Chris slide his large hand from Julie's shoulder down to her arm. He squeezed it tightly and her arm started to turn red. I wondered if anyone else saw what Chris had just done to Julie because it seemed so obvious to me.
Chris walked away and outside of the banquet hall. Julie followed a few moments later.
I watched what Chris did to Julie in horror and began to wonder what really happened with their relationship. Julie had looked even more scared than I had ever seen her before.
"Whoa, that was creepy," Christine said.
"I know. Good thing they broke up," Linda added.
Everyone agreed.
I knew that I couldn't just sit in this chair and wonder about what was happening to Julie. I quickly jumped out of my seat and followed Chris and Julie outside of the banquet hall.
Julie and Chris walked a few feet to make sure they were away from the banquet hall. They walked behind the gymnasium and stopped a few seconds later. I had to make sure I wasn't in site.
"What the hell are you doing, Chris?" Julie asked.
"I'm the one that should be asking questions," Chris responded.
"So what's your question?"
"What the fuck are you wearing? You look like a slut."
"It shouldn't matter to you what I'm wearing. We're not together anymore."
"It doesn't matter if we're not together, you look trashy. You shouldn't be dressing like that."
"You know what Chris? It wouldn't matter if we were together or not. You would still have no decision in what I did or did not wear. I mean, who are you to me?"
"I'm your boyfriend."
Chris pushed Julie up against the wall and held her wrists against the wall. Julie started to squeal in pain.
"Stop it Chris, you're hurting me," Julie cried.
"I hope it does. No girl of mine is going to parade around this school looking like a slut," Chris yelled. He had an evil smile on his face.
Chris began to hold Julie harder and started slipping his hand up her dress.
I ran as fast as I could and punched Chris as hard as I could in the face. He fell to the ground and Julie hugged me. She squeezed me so hard I thought I was loosing circulation.
"What the fuck, Germaine! Did you follow us out here?" Chris screamed.
Julie pulled back a little and looked at me directly in the eye. She looked as if she wanted me to follow her.
"Yeah, I did," I said.
"God, you're such a loser, Germaine." Chris said.
"She said you two are not together anymore. And I don't know what you were planning on doing, but I had to stop you. Why don't you just leave?"
Chris got up and ran away. I don't know where he went.
Julie looked at me. She began crying and I held her in my arms. I could smell her aroma even more but the external Julie was not was I was thinking about. I was more interested and scared for the internal Julie. What really was going on and what would have happened if I hadn't been there to save her.
I hugged her tighter and her crying began to slow down.
"What the hell is going on?" I heard a voice say from my left.
It was Connie.