Chapter Nine

So don't make me cry
'Cause this love don't feel so right
You can't push a river,
You can't make me fall
But you can make me unreachable
Unreachable- Ashlee Simpson

We were back at the porch. I pointed at the doorbell. I wasn't going to be the one to ring the bell. I wanted Sean to do it.

"You do the honor." I said. Sean sighed and reached over to push the doorbell.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hold on, will ya?" A voice came from inside. I didn't like the sound of it. It was...to a point scarey.

A man opened the door. He was in his mid-forties, or so it appeared. He reaked of alcohol and smoke. I took a step back, though, when I recognized who it was.

It was Jordan. There was no way that Sean's friend Nick could be the son of the man who had tried to rape me. There was no way.

"I'm sorry, we have the wrong place." I said and turned and ran down the porch steps and down the sidewalk. I kept running until I reached the corner.

"Emma, wait!" Sean yelled. He was once again behind me, chasing me.

I sat down on the bus stop on the corner. The tears that had been stinging my eyes now fell freely down my face. When Sean finally reached me, I wiped them away before he could see them.

"Emma, what the h was that about?" Sean was mad. I didn't really blame him for it though. Then again, he didn't really know my side of it.

"I don't want to talk about it. Not right now. This is your thing, not mine." I said referring to the whole Nick thing. Lord knows that I was the main reason we were really here.

"No. There is something wrong. Now tell me." Sean said, and sat down next to me.

"That was Jordan." I said. I had told Sean about what happened before 7th Grade a long time ago. He hadn't really liked it either.

"Jordan? From the internet? The perve that tried to-" Sean started to say, but I cut him off.

"Yes, that one." I said. I really didn't want to hear the word rape one more time.

"Okay, we'll find somewhere else to stay for now. I guess we could stay with my parents. I need to talk to them anyway." Sean said and looked at me. He reached over and wiped a stray tear off my cheek.

"Thank-you." I said and turned to face Sean. He was so understanding. At least he was being understanding now.

I was looking at Sean really close. He was so cute when he was being serious. The area between his eyebrows was creased and his eyes were dark. I couldn't help but think of how much I missed him.