A/N: Wow. I haven't updated in sooooo long! Sorry about that, but what with confirmation, graduation, school work, and hanging out with friends, I've barely had any time to write. But the summer is here and now I can finally relax for a bit and get back to my writing! Anywhoo.. this is a really really really short chapter. I was planning to make it waaaay longer, but I liked the ending and decided to keep it just that. The ending. But don't worry, I already have a bit of the next chapter written, and I'll try to make it longer, promise! Soo.. R&R, kaays? Thanks.
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Your Guardian Angel
Chapter 4: Chivalry, My Saviour
The suns' rays dripped from the sky and into the horizon like blood flowing freely. Beads of sweat rolled down from my forehead to my chin before I had the chance to wipe it off. The heat had turned from almost bearable to searing. It was amazing that I didn't feel any of it while I was digging.
Clad in only my black and pink bathing suit (with a towel covering it up), I trudged along the camp, trying to ignore all the cat-calls and whistles that still seemed to accompany me everywhere. Some boys called out, inviting me back to their tent, but I completely snubbed them. I had one destination and one destination only. And that was the showers. It was astonishing how dirt all over your body and scorching heat could make you unaware of the would-be embarrassing moments that would come if I actually did pay attention to these boys.
I smiled in authentic gratefulness when I reached the showers and saw Squid standing over the doorway to my specially-made one (higher walls to cover everything). He had promised to watch over the door while I took my shower so that no one would try to get in. Who ever said that chivalry was dead?
"Thanks again, Squid," I said as I walked into the shower, giving him a pat in the back as I did so.
"Yeah, I better hear that again when you come out and find me all beaten up by all the guys trying to get in there to get a good look at you. 'Cause you had to be so god damn beautiful.." he muttered.
I turned to him and made a face. Did he just call me beautiful?
He seemed just as started as me. "I mean, of course I could take 'em! I could probably take a hundred 'o them guys at a time!"
Weird. He didn't seem to mind calling me beautiful..
I turned my back to him, deciding to push the thoughts away, at least for now. I really needed this shower.
"Yeah, well just in case you're unconscious when I get out, thank you Squidy!" I yelled over my head then proceeded to close the door.
It's weird how refreshing a sudden outburst of ice cold water can make you feel. I was surprised I didn't sigh with delight. For a few short, sweet minutes, the heat wave seemed to have disappeared. Key words: few, short, and seemed. All too soon, my minutes were up, I was all clean, and the blistering heat came back again to give a cheery hello. Psh. Yeah right. More like came back to yell 'GAH! TIME TO MAKE YOU DIE!'
After drying off and wrapping the towel around me, I proceeded to open the door of my shower. Oh, what a big mistake. Yes, Squid was there and he did do good making sure no one from the outside opened the door. But he did nothing about me opening it. And once I did, I was greeted with about 20 boys (not including Squid) standing there and waiting for me to come out. Squid was tough, but no one could take on all these guys without any help. And no help came.
My dear Squid fought off as many of these guys as he could. But have you ever tried fighting off 20 guys single-handedly? Yeah, not as easy as they make it in the movies is it? Not even close.
Before I could turn and try to walk away from the ruckus or help Squid, two of the boys had made their way towards me. Waves of alarm and panic coursed throughout my body as one of them, a tall and fairly muscular guy, wrapped his arms around my waist and the other, who was somewhat shorter but still just as toned and perverted, put his finger against my chin and forced my head up. Leaning towards me, he whispered in my ear in a rough voice that sent chills down my spine.
"Don't even pretend you don't like the attention, princess. I wouldn't be surprised if you turned up in my tent tonight asking me for some. I'm in B-tent by the way."
And after he talked to me in such a manner he even had the nerve to wink!
I could feel the heat coming back to my face, but this time it wasn't because of embarrassment. No, this was full on anger and hatred. I wouldn't let these people talk to me like this. I swore I would never let any guy talk to me like that. Not after Noah..
"I'm not a slut, thank you," I said through gritted teeth.
Both boys laughed and the one who had talked to me leaned in again, this time crushing his lips against mine. I felt disgusted to say the least. Without even thinking, my hand instinctively reached up and slapped him right against his cheek. He doubled back and already I would see a red hand print where I had hit him. The other let go of his firm grasp around my waist and yelled in my ear.
"Why the hell did you slap him like that?"
Honestly, boys could be the stupidest things living on this earth.
"I told you, I'm not a slut! I wasn't just gonna let you guys kiss me and treat me like that!" I yelled back just as loud. It was probably the loudest anyone here at Camp Green Lake hear me talk.
By this time, Squid had gotten rid of all the other guys crowded around me and made his way over. Putting his arm around my shoulder, he made me turn and led me away from the two boys, who were too dumbfounded by my sudden outburst to protest or do anything.
"I think the lady made it pretty clear. Mess with her again and you won't only be dealing with me and her. You'll have to face the whole of D tent!" he called out to them.
Then he turned to me and, using his thumb, wiped away the single tear that rolled down my cheek and went unnoticed by me. I was surprised to find myself crying and wanted to slap myself for getting so worked up over the whole incident. I had tried for so long to convince myself that I was tough enough to face this kind of situation again, especially ever since I had learned that I would be going to an all-boys camp.
"You ok, Nessa?" he asked me in a hushed tone.
I looked away, not sure what my answer would be. Yes, I felt pretty fine. There would be no screaming for ambulances because of a sudden faint spell. But then on the other hand, I was shook-up to say the least. Just because of that one incident, flashes from my past kept coming back to my memory. These were reminders of terrible things that I tried so hard to forget. Even the feeling of the perverted bastard's icy lips on mine brought back nightmarish occurrences.
"No. No, I'm not fine," I whispered finally. "Can we please just go back to the tent for now?"
Squid nodded. The rest of the walk back to our tent was a silent one. Squid stayed a considerable amount away from me now but even when I turned away from him, I could feel his eyes on me, probably to make sure I didn't collapse or do anything stupid. No, chivalry was in fact not dead. It just takes you a long, long time, multiple amounts of tears, and many wrong turns to find it.