GleeJunkie007: Actually you're not the only one who loves Kim. I love her too, she's great fun to write and different from the others. And I can't wait for you to see more either, here comes the next chapter. I'm glad you're enjoying the story.Thank you for reading and reviewing.
X Snow- Pony x: I really love the relationship in between Kenny and Trenton too. I really like those relationships in between one girl and one boy in where it's nothing more than simply just being best friends. YAY. I'm so happy I've been writing her right. It for sure is very terrible of Derek for doing such a thing. I mean Dennis was one thing but Derek is like an awful load worse. And I think I meant to write either to punch Derek or to hug Kenny, since no one would like to hug Derek at this point. 'Sigh' when will I learn not to sit up until early morning and write? Anyway, the ending of that review gave me an idea so I probably will use that.Thank you for reading and reviewing.
Cookie05: Okay, thank you. I will ask you if I need help writing him. Thank you for reading and reviewing.
Epicfanfictiongirl: Derek most certainly has no right to demand what Kenny or anybody else does with the baby. And he needs to be taken down like a mile, and don't worry. I will come up with something of what happens to Derek now. Thank you, I'm so glad you're enjoying it. Thank you for reading and reviewing.
So, here we are. I'm sorry for not updating in a while, but I have way too many stories going on at once and life has just been upside down lately. But I won't be giving up nor on this story neither on any other so… Yep. That's about it, now I'll let you go to the chapter.
I sat there on the floor in the attic for I don't know how long after Derek had stood up and left. I felt sick, then I felt warm, then I felt cold, then warm again. My body was trembling as of a seizure and I couldn't make it stop. Then it stopped by itself and suddenly I just had the weirdest urge to just scream at the top of my lungs for exactly everything that had gone wrong the last couple of months.
Not knowing what else to do I put a palm towards my belly and looked down, as if I had actually been able to see my baby then. And even though I knew it was barely big enough to see by now, I almost wished that I could have. But I couldn't so I just sat like that for God knows how long, not crying, and not talking until I did.
"Don't worry Boo." I said, as good as whispered. "I'm not going to let anybody hurt you, and whatever I do. I'm going to make it what's best for you, okay? So whatever I do I'm going to make sure you get to live." I crouched where I sat, only hoped that the other residents and the care workers from here would leave me be for as long as it was possible.
I just sat there like that for long. All the time feeling my heart beating hard, so hard I could hear the blood streaming in my ears. I could have been sitting there for ten minutes, or an hour or three. Or a year, I didn't have a watch and there wasn't one in here. No one came here either, well that was until I heard the door opened and then footsteps coming up the stairs and then Trenton came.
"I thought I'd seen you go in here, Ken. It's lunch now are you… Kenny, what happened?" I had just turned my head and looked at him. At first Trenton stood still and then he kneeled by me and seemed to wonder about something and then he spoke, and when he did his voice sounded darker than I had heard it before- almost threating.
"Ken, I saw that Derek guy go in here after you went here. What did he do?" I couldn't help it. When Trenton asked that one question everything that Derek Kent had said played all over again in my head and I just broke down crying. "Did he say something?" Trenton asked again when I didn't answer. But I nodded at his second question. "Kenny, what did he say?" His voice sounded darker and more serious than ever before and I hesitated. "I won't stop asking until you have told me the truth Kenny. What did he say?"
"Nothing." I lied. "Nothing, it really wasn't that bad."
"It had to be something for you to be this messed up." I looked up at Trenton, and right into his hazel- green eyes and knew that he wouldn't give in. And so he reached his hand forward and took mine. "Kenny, what did he say? Tell me." His voice was calmer this time. Which changed when I finally said it all at once.
"He told me he'd make sure I have to get an abortion." I said with tears in my voice. And right away Trenton's eyes went from their usual color to black, and he pushed himself up and stomped out of the room. I quickly got onto my feet and followed him down the stairs to the second floor, then through the hallway and down the stairs to the ground floor and at last into the kitchen.
"Trenton where are you going?" I asked for what must be the thousandth time, even though he hadn't answered me before and probably wouldn't this time either. "Where are you going? What are you going to do?" I stopped when I could see Trenton grab Derek from behind and span him around so he faced Trenton.
"You son of a b*tch" Trenton swore and then pulled his hand backwards as far as he could to get as much power as possible when he hit Derek as hard as he could right in the jaw. Derek stumbled backwards and I felt someone pull his arms around me and pull me away when a wild fight broke lose between my friend and the man who was probably around two times bigger than himself.
"Don't you never…" Trenton hit again and forced Derek down with a knee towards the older one's chest when he tried to roll over. "…ever…" He hit Derek again. "…talk to her…" He hit once more. "…Again." Finally Derek got a good grip and rolled over and moved so instead of Trenton on top of him he was on top on the younger male and Mike hurried around the table, the rest of the residents here only watching in chock while Mike pulled Rick with him and they finally got away Derek and Trenton from each other.
Trenton had something in his eyes I hadn't seen before, and something told me none of the others had either. Harry, was watching with big eyes and dropped chin every single move. And most of the others seemed as chocked as I felt how Trenton had flown on Derek and was now struggling to get out of Mike's grip and finishing whatever he had started.
"Mike, Mike." He shouted but without taking a pause in his struggle. "He deserves it. He told Kenny he'd make sure she has to have an abortion." In pure chock Mike's grip around Trenton's abdomen loosened and Trenton saw his chance and barely even had to struggle to get free and mostly jumping over to Derek in one jump where he continued hitting every spot he could reach.
"Trenton, stop it." My own voice sounded weirdly broken and distant, almost as if I was hearing it from the other side of a wall. And I felt the grip of the person holding his arms around me tighten. "STOP IT." When I shouted, loud and with tears in my voice it finally reached through to Trenton's head and he backed away from Derek.
"DEREK KENT!" Mike shouted furiously and would have had me afraid if it wasn't for how fast I had learnt to know Mike's kind heart. Or more likely- he had me afraid! And he shot forward and ripped Derek out of the grip of Rick and Bailey's and held him pressed up against the wall in a way I would never have thought that Mike even could.
"You will be out of here, in no longer than five minutes." Mike's voice had a low and hoarse tone in his. He was too angry to shout and the tone made shivers go through my whole body. "And if I ever see you here again or if you are here after those five minutes I will call the police and accuse you for children abuse. And I will make sure your days as a care worker are over because if I ever see you are again I will, call the police." Mike finally let go of Derek so abruptly Derek fell and in several seconds just laid there and then jumped onto his feet and ran out of the room.
"Johnny. Can you take Kenny out of here?" I realized it must be Johnny holding onto me and then felt his grip change before he carefully led me out of the room and up the stairs, at last into his room where he gently pushed me down onto his bed before he sat down next to me and reached out to take my hand.
I was shaking. My whole body was trembling in a way I'd never experienced before. Wave after wave of nausea hit me by the tsunami of feelings that had hit me earlier. But Johnny still sat there, he had one arm wrapped around my shoulders and the other one reached out to hold my hand. I was looking one here and there since I was so devastated and miserable I didn't know where to turn.
"I…" I finally found my voice again. "I feel sick." I drew another way too quick breath in and swallowed while Johnny looked around and then let go of me right and moved his hands to with one hand hold a trash can right under my chin and with the other tenderly rubbed circles towards my back while my breaths slowly went from hyperventilating to just too fast.
"Should I go get Mike?" Johnny asked when at least my breaths were back to their normal volume. "Or those meds? Or May- Li or someone or something else?" I shook my head, but that just made me dizzy which caused another new wave of nausea to hit me and it was almost as if Johnny could read my thoughts because as if to give me his strength he squeezed tighter around my hand.
"No." I answered weakly. "Can you just… Just… Hold me. Please?" I didn't want to ask for anything, but my usual personality and wish not to bother disappeared with every feeling now. And Johnny did and laid his arm back around my shoulders.
I couldn't stop shaking, and I had never been through a moment where my body had ever been trembling as out of control as it was right there and then. If I had hold onto something I would for certain had dropped it but still I felt the strongest urge to hold onto something so the arm I had closest to Johnny I moved so I wrapped the fabric of his shirt tightly curled up so hard my knuckles whitened.
My other hand wasn't holding onto anything. But so, quickly the waves of nausea didn't hit me with quite as full power as just a minute ago and I just weakly pushed the trash can Johnny was holding away from me since I couldn't find the right words to tell him there was no use holding it anymore. Johnny put it to the side and I moved my other hand to his shirt and gripped just as tight as with the other one in the fabric.
The door to the room opened, I flinched at first. Afraid that it was Derek or someone that wanted to come with way too many questions. But I breathed out again when I saw it was Mike and May- Li, because even if they maybe would ask loads of questions I knew they did it for a reason and not only because they were sneaky or wanted to use it against me or anybody else.
May- Li was the first one to move across the floor and sat down on the other side of me from Johnny. I was still shaking and heavily leaning against Johnny's chest but she slowly reached out and took my hand. None of us said anything and honestly I wasn't too aware of what was going on around me, even though all my senses seemed a hundred times stronger than usual and at every sudden sound I jumped high and looked around.
"It's okay." Johnny moved his hand a bit and lied it towards my arm. "May- Li, could you?" I could feel Johnny gesture and May- Li stood up and backed away. Johnny instead let go off me and without that I could think about it. My hand that had just let go of his shirt shot up again and grabbed tightly in the fabric. "It's okay. It's okay. I'm not leaving."
Johnny POV
I hated seeing Kenny like this, and I could have torn that Derek Kent- guy into pieces for causing it. But I couldn't leave her be and for the moment, I was mostly letting Kenny do what felt right for her while I just went with it. She had had the front fabric of my sweatshirt curled up hard in her fists but had slowly loosened her grip while her breaths finally slowed down to a somewhat normal pace. Then some sudden sound scared her and while she didn't actually move again, her breaths sped up.
I had an idea of something I had seen in a movie or something like a thousand years ago. I wasn't sure if it would work but right now I would go with anything and it was worth a try like anything else. And so without actually wanting to I had to let go of Kenny to move into the right position, and right away her breaths sped up even more.
"It's okay." I said quickly to calm her down, while moving slowly to get behind her while talking. "It's okay. I'm not leaving." I could only guess that the reason she was gripping so tightly in my shirt was that she did want me there, and I had said the last part before I had thought about it. "Okay." I sat down behind her and as that was the only way put one leg down on the side of the bed on either side of Kenny while hugging her. "I'll just be holding you like this okay? And I want you to feel me breathing okay? Because when my chest is moving you can feel the breaths. And I want you to breathe in when I am, and out when I am okay?" Kenny nodded quickly. "Okay, let's try it."
I pulled my arms even tighter around Kenny's neck and moved as near Kenny's back as I could. Concentrating on taking deep and slow breaths so that Kenny could feel it. But when her breaths were still short and shallow what felt like a year later, but probably was only around thirty seconds I was on my way of giving up. Then slowly her breaths were slowing down and I felt her breathing pace sync with mine.
"That's good Ken." I told her when her breaths were finally down to a normal pace and I could move away from her to then only sit down next to her again. "Yes, Mike." Mike gestured towards the door. "I think Mike wants me to leave. So, you'll have to let go off my hand now." Kenny's grip around my fingers loosened slightly and that was enough for me to pull my hand out of hers and right away stood up and quickly left the room.
I was afraid that if I left the room any slower I wouldn't be able to just walk away like that. Kenny just gave me the weirdest feeling. It was like everything stood still at the same time as everything moved so fast. I felt warm but yet cold. My heart was beating so hard it could have been pounding right out of my chest but at the same time it felt like it could stop or break if she didn't feel the same.
"You do know that shirt makes you look kind of gay right?" Bailey's voice woke me up from my own feelings and dreaming but I still had to shake my head to realize where I was, who I was and what he had said. "Hello- oh. Earth to Johnny Taylor. That shirt makes you look gay." I looked down on my somewhat new shirt.
It was a simple grey sweatshirt with a blue 'floral- pattern' as Tee called it. I liked it, it was comfortable yet looked nice and was wearing something that was me at the same time as it was moving on from my constant blue slouchy T- shirts and hoodies from when I was younger and getting a more mature style. Along with a pair of jeans and sneakers. Like the black jeans and dark red sneakers I was wearing now it would go with mostly anything- and Bailey was just immature!
"Or was it maybe because the last time you wore it Kenny said she liked it?" Bailey laughed walking away, but I just left him be- he wasn't worth it anyway and then I just continued down the stairs were most of the dumping ground's residents, new as old ones were crowding the living room doing whatever they felt like.
Jody and Belle were drawing, Rick and Alfie sat with the guitar, Tyler was showing Michael some game on the computer. And Kim sat in the sofa watching something I didn't recognize but seemed to be some kind of hospital series. The others were just sitting around a bit here and there while Jessa was silently walking around the room picking stuff up from the floor.
"LISTEN UP YOU LOT." I shouted. "Are everyone here?" The guys looked around and the guys nodded. "Where's Trenton?" Trenton- with an icepack held to his eyebrow just came into the room. "Okay, I'd like to do something for Kenny. Because… Well, for some reason it seems like people are turning against her and then not just her but also her baby and… and I think that part just… kind of breaks her heart in a way we couldn't understand. And not to talk about her own problems and everything. But at the same time she always tries to show that she's fine and everything, even though she's not. So I'd like to do something to show her that even if she… so to say… can't always keep strong she will still always be one of us- of the dumping ground'ers and that's why we're always going to be here for her. No matter what…"
"And how would we show her that?" The new boy Alfie asked. "And wait a minute, Bailey's not here. Should I go and get him… But I don't know where his room is." Mo got onto his feet and half ran to get Bailey. And not until Mo came back puling onto Bailey's arm someone said anything.
"So how are we going to do that?" Harry asked. "I want to be a part of it." I smiled and ruffled his hair a bit. "No. Johnny."
"I don't know yet. But one thing about how we're going to do it is for certain." I bit my lip and nodded slightly for the others to get very, very sneaky. And Harry asked once again how we would do it, so to build the tension a bit I took a deep breath in and waited for a second before I told them the answer.
"Dumping ground style."
So we finally have a few 'Jenny' moments. How are you feeling about Kenny/Johnny? If you want to see the outfit of Johnny's that is described you can go on my polyvore. It's the edit called 'Tmintm outfits- Johnny Taylor' and the outfit furthest to the left. That edit and the other ones I've done for this with outfits have got three different outfits in them. One that would go with mostly anything, one that would go with a whole day in front of the TV (Or something like that) and one with sleepwear, and so far I have done Johnny, Belle, Kim, Carmen and Jody.