If These Walls Could Talk
Chapter 8/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star and Jordan
Victoria
Waiting for Simon to come out of the bathroom is hell. I almost get up and leave several times, though he's only gone for a couple of minutes. My arm is throbbing, and it reminds me why I came here.
He's back again, his face concerned, worried, his eyebrows knit together. What will his expression be when I tell him what happened? He sits on the bed next to me and the mattress sags a bit, bringing me closer to him. I move away but he doesn't seem to notice.
"This will probably sting," he says, opening the rubbing alcohol. "We have some peroxide but it's in my parents' room and I don't want to risk going in there right now."
"Yeah." A little sting would be nothing.
He dabs a little bit onto a cotton ball and takes my arm. "Ready?"
"Yes."
I barely feel it when the liquid touches me, but Simon draws in air between his teeth, as if it hurts him. "Okay?"
"I'm okay."
He carefully rubs the cut, then sets the cotton ball aside. It dries in seconds and he starts tearing open several Band-Aids. He smiles. "Sorry about these. They're all I've got."
"That's fine, Simon."
The cut takes six of them to cover it, and we're silent as he works. He could be a doctor someday, his fingers light and gentle, determined not to hurt me anymore than I've hurt myself. When he's finished he looks up too quickly for me to drop my eyes before they meet his.
"Tory, what happened?"
As I look away I feel him take my hand. All I want is to leave; I shouldn't have come here but now it's too late.
There's more silence because he's waiting for me. He doesn't want to push me and he's giving me a chance to gather myself, to talk to him at my own pace. Could I have asked for a better friend? But how do you tell someone what I have to tell him? I've never had to do this before. I don't know how.
"Simon...I was raped."
"What?"
He jerks back as though he's been slapped, but he doesn't let go of my hand. Instead, he laces his fingers with mine and I feel a strange wash of relief. I didn't want to admit it, but a part of me wondered if he would reject me when I told him. Of course not. I want to look at him again but I can't, so I focus on our hands.
"Last Thursday, when you didn't show up, I decided to walk home. I took the path behind the school. For awhile no one else was on it, but then..." I swallow and find I can't say his name.
"Tory, if you don't want to tell me this...."
"No," I croak. "I have to."
He nods.
"Gene Blackwood...remember him?...he was out jogging and he came along and started talking to me. He seemed really nice and all...and I thought he was cute." I almost spit the words. "He asked if I wanted company for the rest of the walk and I said okay." I take a deep breath. "So we started walking together, and talking a little bit and it was fine. The sun was shining and there were birds singing and it wasn't too cold. I didn't even think..."
"Shhh, take your time."
"I didn't think anything like that would happen, you know? After a few minutes he stopped me. He told me I was the most beautiful girl he'd seen in a long time, and could he kiss me? I said okay, because at first I wanted him to. But as soon as he started doing it I thought about how I didn't even know him and what was I doing? So I pulled away and said I really needed to go home. And it's like....it's like he changed right in front of me. Like some kind of monster. He said most girls would give money to be kissing him, and who the hell did I think I was leading him on like that? He called me a cock-tease and then he said...he said no one did that kind of thing to him and he'd teach me a lesson. I tried to run but he grabbed me and threw me down so hard that I couldn't breathe. I tried to scream but I couldn't breathe and nothing came out, and then he was on top of me. He slammed my head against the ground and his hand was over my mouth. I couldn't even bite him. I couldn't do anything but lay there while he raped me. Maybe I fainted because I don't really remember much after that. I only remember him saying, 'Bitch' when he finished, and then he got off and pulled up his shorts and said I'd better not tell anyone because no one would believe me. Any girl would give anything to fuck him and I just got lucky. Then he left. I didn't get up for a long time. It was like I couldn't move, even after it started to get dark. I wanted it to be dark. I didn't want anyone to see me."
"Oh Tory."
I don't realise I'm crying until he reaches up to brush a tear away with his fingers. When I look up I see that he's crying too, silent tears coursing down his cheeks. "I should have given you a ride that day like always. I should have--"
"No!" He blinks at my outburst. "Simon Camden, don't you dare say it's your fault. Don't you dare. Don't you dare..."
I lose control then and begin to sob. His arms are around me, pulling me to his chest, and for the first time in days I feel safe. But it's not everything. I can't tell him everything. There are just some things Simon can't know. It's always been that way.
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Chapter 8/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star and Jordan
Victoria
Waiting for Simon to come out of the bathroom is hell. I almost get up and leave several times, though he's only gone for a couple of minutes. My arm is throbbing, and it reminds me why I came here.
He's back again, his face concerned, worried, his eyebrows knit together. What will his expression be when I tell him what happened? He sits on the bed next to me and the mattress sags a bit, bringing me closer to him. I move away but he doesn't seem to notice.
"This will probably sting," he says, opening the rubbing alcohol. "We have some peroxide but it's in my parents' room and I don't want to risk going in there right now."
"Yeah." A little sting would be nothing.
He dabs a little bit onto a cotton ball and takes my arm. "Ready?"
"Yes."
I barely feel it when the liquid touches me, but Simon draws in air between his teeth, as if it hurts him. "Okay?"
"I'm okay."
He carefully rubs the cut, then sets the cotton ball aside. It dries in seconds and he starts tearing open several Band-Aids. He smiles. "Sorry about these. They're all I've got."
"That's fine, Simon."
The cut takes six of them to cover it, and we're silent as he works. He could be a doctor someday, his fingers light and gentle, determined not to hurt me anymore than I've hurt myself. When he's finished he looks up too quickly for me to drop my eyes before they meet his.
"Tory, what happened?"
As I look away I feel him take my hand. All I want is to leave; I shouldn't have come here but now it's too late.
There's more silence because he's waiting for me. He doesn't want to push me and he's giving me a chance to gather myself, to talk to him at my own pace. Could I have asked for a better friend? But how do you tell someone what I have to tell him? I've never had to do this before. I don't know how.
"Simon...I was raped."
"What?"
He jerks back as though he's been slapped, but he doesn't let go of my hand. Instead, he laces his fingers with mine and I feel a strange wash of relief. I didn't want to admit it, but a part of me wondered if he would reject me when I told him. Of course not. I want to look at him again but I can't, so I focus on our hands.
"Last Thursday, when you didn't show up, I decided to walk home. I took the path behind the school. For awhile no one else was on it, but then..." I swallow and find I can't say his name.
"Tory, if you don't want to tell me this...."
"No," I croak. "I have to."
He nods.
"Gene Blackwood...remember him?...he was out jogging and he came along and started talking to me. He seemed really nice and all...and I thought he was cute." I almost spit the words. "He asked if I wanted company for the rest of the walk and I said okay." I take a deep breath. "So we started walking together, and talking a little bit and it was fine. The sun was shining and there were birds singing and it wasn't too cold. I didn't even think..."
"Shhh, take your time."
"I didn't think anything like that would happen, you know? After a few minutes he stopped me. He told me I was the most beautiful girl he'd seen in a long time, and could he kiss me? I said okay, because at first I wanted him to. But as soon as he started doing it I thought about how I didn't even know him and what was I doing? So I pulled away and said I really needed to go home. And it's like....it's like he changed right in front of me. Like some kind of monster. He said most girls would give money to be kissing him, and who the hell did I think I was leading him on like that? He called me a cock-tease and then he said...he said no one did that kind of thing to him and he'd teach me a lesson. I tried to run but he grabbed me and threw me down so hard that I couldn't breathe. I tried to scream but I couldn't breathe and nothing came out, and then he was on top of me. He slammed my head against the ground and his hand was over my mouth. I couldn't even bite him. I couldn't do anything but lay there while he raped me. Maybe I fainted because I don't really remember much after that. I only remember him saying, 'Bitch' when he finished, and then he got off and pulled up his shorts and said I'd better not tell anyone because no one would believe me. Any girl would give anything to fuck him and I just got lucky. Then he left. I didn't get up for a long time. It was like I couldn't move, even after it started to get dark. I wanted it to be dark. I didn't want anyone to see me."
"Oh Tory."
I don't realise I'm crying until he reaches up to brush a tear away with his fingers. When I look up I see that he's crying too, silent tears coursing down his cheeks. "I should have given you a ride that day like always. I should have--"
"No!" He blinks at my outburst. "Simon Camden, don't you dare say it's your fault. Don't you dare. Don't you dare..."
I lose control then and begin to sob. His arms are around me, pulling me to his chest, and for the first time in days I feel safe. But it's not everything. I can't tell him everything. There are just some things Simon can't know. It's always been that way.
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