He opened the door to the bedroom, suddenly his breathe caught in his
throat. Janine had her back to him so she didn't realize what affect she
had on him. He eyed her purple tank top and matching short shorts and how
they clung to her. Her long red hair was simply braided and hung down her
back.
"Are you going to stand there looking at me or come into the room Egon?" She asked without turning around.
"How do you do that?" He laughed coming into the room and closing the door behind him.
"It's a gift." She said simply as she got under the covers of her bed.
"Uh... where... should I get changed?" He asked blushing profusely.
"Egon you can get changed in here. Ya don't have anything I haven't seen before." He nodded in agreement, then began to get changed. When he dropped his pants Janine jokingly started to hum the stripper song. He began to blush again, but after some hesitation he finally finished changing and retreated to the safety of the covers on the bed. Janine reached over and turned off the light.
"Night Egon."
"Night Janine." Janine quickly fell asleep, but Egon remained awake.
Janine's pleasant dream soon turned into the memory of her worse nightmare. That basketball game when she was just a teenager, the sound of the scoreboard, being told that she had to stay behind for more practice. Her friends leaving, the gym going dark, the heavy door clanking shut with the soft click of the lock turning. Being pushed to the ground, the pain, her screams, every thought that had been running through her head.
His departing words, "You need more practice, but definite potential," lying there on the cold floor, waking up in the hospital, going back to school, the looks received from fellow classmates who thought less of her, the lost scholarship, all those hopes and dreams gone.
Suddenly Janine shot up in the bed trying to breath and hold back the tears.
She had scared Egon by her suddenness but he quickly went to her. "What's wrong?" he asked, moving to her bed and putting an arm around her, while reaching over to turn the light one with the other.
"That night." She said, still gasping for air.
"Calm down, it's alright. Nothing can happen to you now." He said, running his hand up and down her back trying to sooth her. She began to catch her breath and softly leaned into his embrace.
Tears had slowly begun to roll down her face. Egon just held her and tried to calm her down. When he had thought she was asleep he moved to go back to his bed, but she had stopped him before he could.
"Please, will you just hold me tonight." She asked with pleading eyes. He nodded and lay down with her. She curled up next to him as he reached over and turned off the light, then wrapped his arms around her holding her tightly.
It was hard and frightening almost to see Janine like this, she had always seemed like such a strong person, incapable of feeling pain. None of the guys had ever seen her with out the oh so clever façade she had always put up.
They both drifted off to sleep. Egon wasn't sure exactly why, but it felt so good to hold her in his arms.
"Are you going to stand there looking at me or come into the room Egon?" She asked without turning around.
"How do you do that?" He laughed coming into the room and closing the door behind him.
"It's a gift." She said simply as she got under the covers of her bed.
"Uh... where... should I get changed?" He asked blushing profusely.
"Egon you can get changed in here. Ya don't have anything I haven't seen before." He nodded in agreement, then began to get changed. When he dropped his pants Janine jokingly started to hum the stripper song. He began to blush again, but after some hesitation he finally finished changing and retreated to the safety of the covers on the bed. Janine reached over and turned off the light.
"Night Egon."
"Night Janine." Janine quickly fell asleep, but Egon remained awake.
Janine's pleasant dream soon turned into the memory of her worse nightmare. That basketball game when she was just a teenager, the sound of the scoreboard, being told that she had to stay behind for more practice. Her friends leaving, the gym going dark, the heavy door clanking shut with the soft click of the lock turning. Being pushed to the ground, the pain, her screams, every thought that had been running through her head.
His departing words, "You need more practice, but definite potential," lying there on the cold floor, waking up in the hospital, going back to school, the looks received from fellow classmates who thought less of her, the lost scholarship, all those hopes and dreams gone.
Suddenly Janine shot up in the bed trying to breath and hold back the tears.
She had scared Egon by her suddenness but he quickly went to her. "What's wrong?" he asked, moving to her bed and putting an arm around her, while reaching over to turn the light one with the other.
"That night." She said, still gasping for air.
"Calm down, it's alright. Nothing can happen to you now." He said, running his hand up and down her back trying to sooth her. She began to catch her breath and softly leaned into his embrace.
Tears had slowly begun to roll down her face. Egon just held her and tried to calm her down. When he had thought she was asleep he moved to go back to his bed, but she had stopped him before he could.
"Please, will you just hold me tonight." She asked with pleading eyes. He nodded and lay down with her. She curled up next to him as he reached over and turned off the light, then wrapped his arms around her holding her tightly.
It was hard and frightening almost to see Janine like this, she had always seemed like such a strong person, incapable of feeling pain. None of the guys had ever seen her with out the oh so clever façade she had always put up.
They both drifted off to sleep. Egon wasn't sure exactly why, but it felt so good to hold her in his arms.