DISCLAIMER
Higher Ground characters belong to Fox Family. Cecilia belongs to me.
Later that day, Scott walked into the kitchen, his mind reeling from the day he had had. He had been pleasantly surprised that he had various classes with the group of kids he had met, although he wasn't too sure of what he thought about Daisy and David. Daisy was kind of morbid and David just grated on his nerves. He looked at his watch. Three-fifteen. Dad and Elaine were still at work. They wouldn't be home for a couple of hours.
"Scotty?" a female voice asked. "Scotty, are you home?" it continued. Scott's stomach knotted. However, he ignored it and opened the refrigerator door. The boy looked inside the appliance in search of a snack. Presently, he became aware of footsteps.
"No," he whispered with a shake of his head.
"Scotty?" a woman asked. "Scotty," she called seductively. Scott clinched a fist. The footsteps came into the kitchen.
"There you are, Scotty," the voice said. With a defeated sigh, the boy turned around.
"What do you want Cecilia?" he questioned.
"You didn't answer me when I called you," twenty-six Cecilia Robbins answered.
"Maybe I didn't want to have to deal with you," Scott snapped. He started to pass her, but she grabbed his arm.
"Scotty, I've been so lonely," the woman whined.
"So get a date," he snapped again. He once again tried to pass her, but she yanked him back.
"Don't talk to me that way," she scolded. "Now, let's go up to my room," she added seductively.
"No," Scott said in dread. "Pl---please. Not again," he begged. Her only answer was to pull him upstairs. No! No! I don't want to do this! Scott's mind screamed. But he couldn't tell anyone. She was Elaine's best friend. They would believe her. Once they were inside the room she was using, Cecilia pushed the boy onto her bed.
"Cecilia, p-please," Scott begged again.
"Ssssssshhhhhh," Cecilia said, a finger to her lips. She climbed on top him and ran her fingers through his hair.
"Scotty," Cecilia whispered. "Make love to me, Scotty," she urged breathlessly. Scott's Adam's Apple wobbled, but he loped his arms around her neck.
"Oh, Scotty, I knew you wanted me," Cecilia sighed, kissing him on the neck.
"Please. Please don't do this," Scott pleaded, as tears began to fall. He hated when this happened. It made him feel so dirty. He moaned and began to sob as she continued to wreak havoc on his body.