[A/N: hi hi! weeee....chapter 4 finally. i hope everyone is enjoying the fic right? yes i do of course :-P. OK, here's the next chapter. oh but first, to answer someones question, yes, Cindy does know karate but dont ask me, i just write this stuff, for some reason everything just has happened so fast and is scaring her so much she just doesnt think to use what she knows to beat him. i know, lame explanation but..yeah...ok anyways..
Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron, obviously. And I don't own the songs in the italics. The people who sing and write them do. I don't know why people would even think that I own any of these things....]
10:34 am, Saturday, April 10thI woke up a few hours ago. Nothing very interesting has happened since I last wrote in here. I had breakfast a little while ago. Toast and scrambled eggs. Now I'm sitting at my vanity just writing about nothing in particular.
The phones ringing, I need to stop ringing so that I can go answer it. 3:27, Saturday, April 10th
The person on the phone was Nick. He told me he wanted me to meet him in the park so that we could take a walk. Sure....
I put on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and went downstairs.
"Where are you going?" my dad asked me from the couch.
"Just going to the park, I'll be back later." I told him.
"Ok," he said and turned on the TV.
I walked down the steps off of the porch when I saw Jimmy. He was across the street playing with Goddard. Jimmy threw some piece of metal into the air and Goddard flew up and grabbed it. Then he gently floated back down to the ground. Jimmy saw me coming out of my house and he yelled across the street to me.
"Hey, Cindy!"
His voice startled me and I jumped. I turned to him and smiled, holding in a laugh at how jumpy I'd been.
"Hi, Jimmy." I yelled back to him.
"Where are you going?" Jimmy asked as he ran across the street. I walked down the sidewalk towards him.
"I'm meeting Nick at the park," I told him.
"Oh yeah, I heard you and Nick were going out..." he said and looked away.
"Yeah...we are...." I said.
There was a silence in our little conversation until finally Jimmy said something.
"Well, I'm gonna go back to my house. See you later,"
"Bye," I said and Jimmy ran back to where Goddard sat, waiting patiently for his owner to return to their game.
I didn't want to go to the park. I didn't want to see Nick. I was tired of being his girlfriend. Tired of being hurt by him. Even though I didn't want to be around Nick, I still kind of had to go. Otherwise, who knows what he'd do to me. I followed the familiar path up the road until I came to the entrance of the park. The sidewalk never stopped from my house to the park but it was still a pretty long walk.
Nick was leaning against the wall of the entrance when I came walking up.
"What took you so long?" he snapped.
"Sorry, I had to get dressed." I explained. It was kind of the truth. But then again, I was in no hurry to see Nick.
"Yeah, whatever. Come on," he said and he led me through the park. We watched the people feed the ducks at the duck pond for a little while because Nick thought I'd like watching the ducks. In reality, I found the ducks annoying but I couldn't tell that to Nick. Then we went to a hot dog stand and got hotdogs.
"You know, once you get used to me, I think you're really gonna like me." Nick said as we walked through the park.
I merely nodded. How are you supposed to reply to a statement like that? A statement that someone like him says? There's no answer, really.
"See? It doesn't have to hurt. You just make it that way. As long as you're the sweet, innocent girl I know, everything will be fine," Nick grinned.
I nodded again. I had no idea what to say. It was like he was talking to himself. Or to a wall. There was absolutely no real way that I could respond to everything that he was saying. Although some of what he said did make me a little mad...
"Come on, let's go home." Nick said. I followed him back to the entrance of the park where he'd left his motor scooter. He got on and said,
"Are you getting on or what?"
"Um...sure," I said and got on.
He rode out of the park and down the road. When we were coming up to my house, I realized he wasn't getting ready to stop at all.
"Aren't you going to stop? We're like, right at my house." I said.
"I know where your house is," he said.
"Why aren't you stopping?" I questioned.
"None of your damn business. Now shut up."
I didn't say anything else; I just watched my neighborhood become less and less familiar until we were a couple blocks away from my house. I recognized where we were. We were in Nick's neighborhood. Finally he stopped his motor scooter in front of a big house. I assumed it was his house. I'd never been to his house before so I didn't know for sure.
"Come on in," he said.
I hesitated a little bit so he told me that it was ok. I finally got off the motor scooter and followed him. I never let my guard down.
We walked up the path and Nick opened the front door. We went inside and it was unbelievable how big his house was. I knew his parents were rich but it was amazing. The living room was about the entire area of my house. There was a big screen TV with couches and loveseats and lounge chairs everywhere. I could kind of see into the dining room. There was a big dining table right in the center and above it was the biggest, most gorgeous chandelier I'd ever seen in my life.
"Come on," Nick led me into the kitchen. "You want somethin to drink?"
"Ok," I said. "Is anyone else home?"
"Nope. The house is empty." Nick never looked at me but I saw an evil little smirk cross his face but it quickly vanished.
"Here," he handed me a cup of what could only be cola. I sipped it and realized it was Pepsi.
"So now what?" I asked, putting my cup down on the counter.
All of a sudden Nick pulled me towards him and started kissing me. He wasn't necessarily a bad kisser but come on, who'd wanna kiss someone like him? I didn't protest though, I didn't want him to hurt me. But he eventually did. He started putting his hands all over me in places I'd rather him not.
"Nick," I said, pulling away. "Please, don't do that."
"Get over yourself. You know you want this," he said.
"Nick! No, I don't."
"Look! Just shut up, ok!?" he yelled and started kissing me again but more aggressively. I felt his hands go up my shirt and I felt them trying to unclasp my bra.
"Nick, I said no." I tried to pull away from him but he wouldn't let me go.
He pulled his hand out from underneath my shirt and punched me in my face. I was stunned for a minute and in that little amount of time, Nick unclasped my bra and I felt his sweaty hands grab my boob.
"Nick! For God's sakes stop already! I'm not ready for any of this!" I yelled at him. I wasn't afraid of him anymore. I was afraid of what he was doing. What he was trying to do to me.
He didn't say anything; he just grabbed the hem of my jeans and tried to make his way to the front.
I kept yelling and telling him to stop and trying to get away but he wouldn't let me. I was stuck. He didn't care if I protested anymore; he just wanted to do what he wanted to do.
He unbuttoned the button of my jeans and unzipped the zipper. I felt his hand try to reach down into my jeans. I wasn't going to let him do that. I did the only thing I could think of.
Everything I'd learned in my tai chi classes left my brain. It was like I'd never taken those classes. I could only do one thing. I could only remember one thing.
I lifted my knee up as hard as I possibly could. I heard him groan in pain and he let go of me. He doubled over and I ran out of the house.
"Come back!" he yelled, still bent over in pain.
I didn't. I just kept running and running until I reached my block. I turned around to make sure he wasn't following me. I didn't see him; I didn't hear his motor scooter. I was safe.
Jimmy was still in his yard when I came running up the street.
"Cindy! What the hell!?" he exclaimed.
I looked down at myself, my jeans were about ready to fall off my hips, and one bra strap had fallen off my shoulder without me even realizing it. It not dangled out from under the bottom of my T-shirt.
Then I realized it was Jimmy who was seeing me like this. I quickly buttoned up and zipped up my jeans and fixed my bra. He was avoiding looking at me as much as possible but I caught him watching me a couple times.
"It's ok, now." I said to him.
"What happened to you, Cindy?" he asked me. I saw true concern in his eyes. I just burst into tears right then.
"It's ok, it's ok. Calm down." he told me. He put his arm around me and we walked over to the side of his house. We sat down in the grass and that's when I told him everything.
::What you mean to me you'll never know, deep inside I need to show. You came into my like, sent from above. When I lost all hope, you showed me love. I'm checkin for ya, boy you're right on time. Angel of mine::
[A/N: whooaa....i never expected myself to write all that....anyways...whats gonna happen...hmm....you're gonna have to R&R if ya wanna find out and I'm sure ya do ;)]