Chapter 8- Shouldn't have listend to Emma
I slowly opend the door and to my amazment I saw..Pictures of me. Pictures of me everywhere in his room. I mean you could not see his walls. There where pictures of me everywhere pictures of me by myself, pictures of me and Emma, Pictures of me and my other friends, and pictures of me and Craig but Craig was cut out of it. Then there where pictures of me and Toby, pictures of me in spirit squad, and random pictures like when I got his first love letter thing. I don't know how he did it without me knowing, or me seeing him. I looked at everything in aw. Wow I can't belive he took the time to do this. Toby wasn't in there so I sat on his bed and looked at all those pictures. There where even drawings of me. I heard the door open so I jumped a little It was Toby.
"Hi Toby" I said
"Manny, I didn't think you where going to come, I was downstairs looking for you."
"Well I came" I smiled
He came and sant down next to me and put his hand on my leg. I got up and looked at him.
"Toby listen, your a great guy..." I started "It's just your not great for me. I mean I'm with the love of my life, and your still trying to find you the love of your life I mean I'm just a crush to you"
I felt bad for Toby I mean he was my friend ever since seventh grade but I didn't like him that much at all.
"Manny" he quietlyu said "I thought you liked me"
"I'm sorry Toby"
"So the poetry, the roses, it ment nothing"
"No, it did mean something I just don't think you and me would work out.
I gave him a hug and he wouldn't let go of me.
"Thats enough Toby" I said trying to get out of his strong grip
"Oh Manny" he moaned
"Toby your gross get off of me" I screamed.
Toby fell back on the bed me still on him I couldn't get out of his grip. Somehow he flipped and got on top of me.
"Toby what are you doning stop" I screamed
"Manny, ou never noticed me once you became popular. YOu nvever talked to me, looked at me, and you ignored me." he said
He grabbed a rope from under his bed and tied my arms. I was still screaming and kicking. My voice was drowned by the music since it was so loud. Toby ripped my shirt and took off my bra. I was still screaming hoping that maybe soemone would hear me.
"Toby stop please" I cried
He now was taking off my pants. Then the door opend really fast.
"Toby have you seen..." Craig asked but he saw me and Toby on top of me
"Craig help" I screamed
I was half naked. On the bed with Toby ontop of me and my boyfriend just walked in. Do you know how uncomfertable I felt.
"Craig have you found her?" Emma screamed while walking up the stiars "Oh my god" she said when she saw me.
Emma ran over to me, took off her sweater and coverd me up. She untied the rope from my arms and gave me a hug.
"I was so scared Em" I said crying
"It's ok Manny" she said while rubbing my back
" I told you I shouldn't have come"
"I know you where right don't worry"
"So thats what you do?" Craig asked "You write people poetry and then you rape them" Craig shouted He slapped Toby
Toby attaced Craig and they began to fight.
"Craig stop" I screamed "Lets go"
Craig continued to fight Toby. People started to crowd around us. "Fight, Fight, Fight" They screamed
"Whats going on?" Ashley asked
She saw Craig and Toby fighting and me bawling. Toby and Criag stopped and loked at Ashley
"Your brother here tried to rape Manny" Craig exclaimed
"What? Toby wouldn't do that"
"Yes he would and he did" I said
Ashley looked at me. She walked up to me and slapped me.
"You bitch. You just want to ruing my birthday like ou ruin everything" Ashley said
"Ashley I swear.."
"I bet you puroposly where going to have sex with him and then you pretended like he raped you so you could have the most attention at my party" Ashley screamed
"Ashley, I wanted us to be friends again, I didn't want this to happen. Thats not true I wouldn't do that"
"Shut up" she yelled "Do you know what..just get out of my house"
"Ash.."
"Get out" she yeeled "You, Emma and Craig, just get out"
I got up and we started walking away. I knew I shouldn't have come. I just knew it. I shouldn't have listend to Emma. I shouldn't have listend to her at all. I just want to go home and sleap. And forget that anything happend, forget that I ever had a secret admirer. I want to forget I was ever born. I just want to shrivle up and die.