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Chapter 4:
Logan made to go after her but Katie grabbed his wrist and gave him her sad eyes.
"Logan..." She whispered. He nodded in understanding. However scared Dana was, she was his friend, Katie was his girlfriend, and he wasn't allowed to pick her over Katie.
Nights were hardest for Dana because when she was alone she relived it. Every second of her life for the past three years flashed by and each one cut like a knife. Sometimes she couldn't sleep. And tonight, with the refresher in her mind, was one of those nights. She stood up and paced repeatedly around her room. She kicked things angrily and punched things wincing at the pain shooting through her knuckles. Eventually, she gave up on hoping to sleep and grabbing her gown she went into the yard. Nobody was about at this hour, apart from the odd couple, stealing a few intimate hours before dawn, behind the bike sheds.
Sitting down on a bench she allowed her bare feet to rake through the gravel gently. She lay her head against the wall, remembered it being slammed against the pipes and winced. The cut on the back of her head had scarred slightly, the same cut that had once bled on Logan's sleeve. She sniffled in the stifling heat, remembering the scalding water. After a million different memories over the past few years, Dana drifted into an uneasy sleep. Waking up at 7am and having to hurry back before being seen.
Katie woke up in Logan's arms. She kissed him gently.
"Rise and shine sleepy."
"Yeah, yeah." He grumbled tearing his eyelids apart. Then he realised."Hey! It's the weekend."
"Yeah but you promised Chase you'd help him with... something. I dunno he came earlier and said." Logan nodded. He knew what Chase was talking about, without even having to ask. He sighed and raised his hand to Katie's cheek.
"Ok, ok. I give." He leaned down and kissed her gently. Her hands snaked around the back of his neck.
"Wanna make out?" She asked coyly, he shook his head.
"Not now K."
"Please?" She mumbled trying to pull him back to kiss him.
"No." He snapped pulling out of his girlfriend's vice grip. She was a strong girl and he would not have liked to be in a fight with her. Pulling on appropriate daywear over his sleeping clothes, he left without a goodbye.
Chase was in the dorm room they shared with Michael, but Michael was nowhere to be seen.
"So..."
"She just freaked last night. I didn't do anything." Logan confessed. "She was fine and then she sorta froze and became hysterical!"
"I know. I saw. She tried to tell me something the other day... and I didn't understand. I think..." he sighed. "I think whoever hit her. Hit her harder than we thought."
"Like broken bones?" Logan questioned, not remembering Dana wearing a cast.
"No, you dimwit. I mean like knife violence or something. Her face gets so... scared." Logan nodded.
"I guess..." He sighed. "We'll have to ask her." Chase nodded. The two silently walked the familiar halls of Pacific Coast Academy, usually seeming so warm and friendly. However, today they seemed cold, the sea air escaping in through the window and toying with their hair seemed bitter, and the salty taste in the air stung their eyes.
They knocked, and when she didn't answer they tried the door. She was laid on the bed, with her phone clutched in her hand safely.
"Dana?" Chase cautiously approached the bed.
"Is she conscious?" Logan asked worriedly, seeing the deadened look in her eyes he worried she'd committed suicide. But at his words Dana's head turned to them and her eyebrows furrowed. She hopped off her bed and smacked their heads together. "OUCH!" Logan cried. "We did knock!" he protested."You didn't answer!" She scowled.
"Dana last night... you went all weird. What happened?" Chase asked. She hissed at him.
"Dana... please. We want to help." Dana suddenly clamped her hands over her ears and began making noises. They weren't speech, more like an indecisive 'I'm not listening' growl at the base of her throat. Logan knew he had to take one option or the other. He grabbed her wrists and forced them away from her head. "Dana! Stop it!" For a moment she looked scared of him. Where as his voice was strong his eyes were soft and his grip was not too tight.Then she smiled and nodded. She understood he was her friend and he wasn't trying to harm her. She relaxed a bit then sat cross legged on her bed. The boys knew she was ready to explain, Chase locked the door for her privacy, and they both took places beside her.
"Ok, from the top." Chase said. "That day... in the showers..." Dana took a deep breath,and looked at them apprehensively. Logan nodded.
"Course we will." he looked at Chase. "She wants us to keep it between us." Chase gave a sigh and a nod. Dana shifted uncomfortably. She took Logan's hand uncertainly. He allowed her to, she drew it very lightly to her neck, closed her eyes and lead it down. Trailing his fingers along her bare skin, dragging them slowly over her shirt.She paused when she reached her breasts, wincing slightly, then moved further down, her stomach, her abdomen, thewaistband of her jeans,until he got the message. He gasped.
"What?" Chase asked uncertainly. In his opinion it looked like Dana was coming onto him. Dana's eyes were filled with tears and she nodded at Logan.
"She... she was raped." Logan whispered. Hearing that word Dana bit her lip nodded and cuddled into Logan's shoulder, staining his shirt with tears.
"Dana you... you have to tell us..." Chase said eventually. "Who?" Dana suddenly became withdrawn again. She shook her head violently, sending her hair flying everywhere, wet tears tore down her face. She bounded up from the bed and yanked open the door. She pointed out into the hall and both boys knew they'd overstayed their welcomes. They reluctantly stood up.
Chase walked out first but Logan lingered. He said nothing, just cupped his hand over her cheek and lightly stroked her tears with his thumb. She nodded. Even he didn't need the words to say it. If she needed him he was there for her. She gave him a quick hug before pushing him out.
"How could someone do that to her!" Logan cried, thumping his bedroom wall. Chase shook his head sadly.
"Logan we can't do anything. Without a name we'd never get a conviction." He sighed.
"Even if she named him she'd never stand up in court. I wanna hurt him. I wanna rip his throat out..." He punched the wall again this time flaking the paint.
"Killing him wouldn't do any good. Granted it'd make us feel better... but there's something else..."
"What? What else?" Logan questioned hopefully, rubbing his hand where the wall had hit him. "When we wanted to name her attacker she went all quiet,"
"Wait you... you think he's still at PCA?" Logan breathed. Chase nodded gravely.
"Could be anyone. Student, Faculty, or outsider."
"I guess you're right." Logan chewed his lip, then without warning he punched the wall again, this time wincing at the dull crack he heard. He suspected a broken bone at the least. Tears stung the back of he eyes and he tasted blood where he was biting his lip. Someone had broken Dana and he didn't like it.
At lunch she sat with them though, cheery as was normal for her. She niggled at Nicole for not eating with her hands (In all fairness, it was a hamburger, you don't use a knife and fork for that) and she smiled politely when Zoey told a joke. Logan kept looking into her though and it made both Katie and Dana uncomfortable. Katie nuzzled into his neck, trying her hardest not to cry. Logan slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her close, but didn't take his eyes from Dana. In the end Dana frowned and flicked a slice of pickleat him. He scowled. She smiled innocently. Katie stood up angrily and stormed off making Dana sigh heftily. She knew there was no use in following and apologising, because Katie would never understand her.
"She ok?" Questioned Chase.
"She'll be fine." Zoey said. She was tired from last night, having only consumed a few drinks she was surprised to wake with a headache. Dana's cell phone rang. She picked up but said nothing and everyone was confused.
"How do they understand you over the phone?" Nicole queried. Dana smiled and hit a few keys.
"She's got one of those for the hearing impaired. That talks."
"Cool!" Nicole squeaked. Dana shushed her silently and attempted to continue her conversation. Logan and Chase saw her face pale. She slammed the phone down and hung up. She stared at it for a moment scowling then copied Katie and took off. Logan and Chase were worried. Chase made to go after her but Zoey caused a disturbance by fainting.
"That girl cannot hold drink at all how much did you give her?"
"ME!" Chase protested. "I used to date her. I know everything about her. Like number 1) Never give her alcohol." He sighed and bent down helping her up. "Number two she's an amazing kisser." he added.
"Biased, you've kissed like two girls in your life." Nicole said rolling her eyes.
"Three." Chase snapped.
"Wait, Zoey, Trisha and..."
"Dana." He shrugged.
"She any good?" Logan asked curiously. Chase sighed and shook his head remembering the other day when Dana had kissed him.
"No. She kisses like a vacuum cleaner."
Logan felt a pang in his stomach. When Chase had mentioned kissing Dana he had suddenly become exceptionally jealous. Chase sat Zoey on his lap, leaning her back against his chest. He leaned over her annd grabbed his bottled water, splashing a little over her face. She shiverred.
"S'cold." She murmered.
"It's supposed to be." Chase told her. "Shh." She shiverred again. "Guys I don't think she's hungover I think she's ill."
"Huh?"
"Feel her." Chase's arms were against her stomach and she was burning. "She's got a fever."
"Oh Zo we're sorry." Lola said biting her lip. Chase rocked Zoey gently and continued to splash water on her face. She lay back so her head was against his shoulder looking up at him.
"Thanks." She mumbled.
"Welcome." She kissed his neck lightly as a proper thank you and allowed him to continue.
"You didn't do it right!" Screamed the girl. "I wanted her gone!"
"Oh yeah!" He drawled. "Coz it's really my fault the girl came back!"
"Yeah well... do it over again and this time, DON'T screw up." She snapped. The boy sighed.
"If I didn't love you so much I'd have killed you by now." She nodded in agreement, standing on tiptoe.
"When did you get so tall?" She asked, standing tall on her red stilletto heels. She slipped her hands around his neck and kissed him deeply. "Just get her out of here." He nodded.
Dana slipped off her clothes and climbed into the showers. The girls communal changing rooms always bugged her, but she came after hours when everyone was asleep. Hearing the door crack she jumped. She leaned her head around the shower door. Seeing nobody she relaxed.
'Stop being stupid Dana' She thought to herself. But another noise startled her. She spun around. Grabbing her towel and shutting off the water, she exited hurriedly. Going for where she left her clothes, she was shocked to see a teenage boy sat there. Without thinking Dana opened her mouth and screamed loudly.
A/n: Who's in the showers with her? Who was plotting getting her out of PCA? Hehehe. I am evil. I m serious though. Come to Ultimate tonight and chat with us!
