Lost Innocence

L.R.T.

The rest of the week Kentaro basically ignored me. I was hoping that he'd forgotten about his little "plan" for Friday night. I still didn't know what Trunks had up his sleeve but if it could be avoided, then let it be avoided. I packed up my band uniform into my gym bag, zipping it up, slinging it over my shoulder and walking down the stairs. "I'm going to the game, Mom and Dad. Be back around eleven." I hoped.

"Marron, wait," my dad said, getting up out of his chair, putting the paper down.

"Dad, I'm late, I really need to get go--"

"Trunks told us."

I nearly wet myself. Why would Trunks do that?! Why would he betray my wishes, and even worse, my trust?

"He - He did what?!"

My dad laughed, which led me to believe that it wasn't about what had happened a week ago.

"Don't be so modest, Marron! Trunks told us a while ago about you being nominated band member of the year! It's a great honor!"

I sighed in relief. I hadn't even had time to think about that lately. Understandably so. I growled slightly as I thought about how Kentaro would probably vote for me and tell all the other guys to vote for me, too since I was such a good "lay" for his sorry ass...

"Thanks, Dad. I guess it just slipped my mind."

He hugged me, smiling proudly. "I'm so proud of you, Marron. Your mother and I both are."

I hated it when he did that. More so now. I felt like I had let my parents down by letting Kentaro take advantage of me. I know I hadn't and I know they would say I didn't but still. I felt so impure - like I'd lost my innocence. I didn't feel like that sweet little pigtailed girl anymore. It seemed like no matter how much I bathed, I was still dirty as ever...and I don't know if that'd ever go away. And worse yet, I just now realize my feelings for Trunks yet I'm not sure I even want to explore them. I know Trunks would never ever do anything against my wishes but I don't want to be a burden to him. Who knows how long before I could be intimate with someone again - if ever. I know he understands but he deserves someone who'll be there for him, with their whole heart and soul and body. Not just their heart and soul.

I'd realized I'd been silent for quite sometime now, lost in my thoughts. I smiled at my father. "Thanks, Daddy." I kissed his head. "I really need to go now." I waved to him and made my way out, frowning slightly as I watched my feet.

I peered out from the gymnasium door, looking at my car parked only a few spots away from where I stood. Kentaro couldn't possibly get to me by then...right? I took a deep breath and walked out, shutting the door gently behind me. I hadn't seen Trunks around all night, so I was just a little concerned. What if Kentaro got Trunks before the game? I shook my head and began my trek to the car. Of course Kentaro couldn't hurt Trunks. Trunks was, well...Trunks. As I put my key into the lock of my door, I sighed a heavy sigh of relief. "Thank God," I muttered, getting ready to step in but my whole body froze with the tight grip of a hand on my shoulder. I spun around and nearly choked, seeing Kentaro.

He smirked, pushing me against the car gently. "Hey, Marron. So nice of you to join me."

I gulped and turned around, my back facing him. "Please...just go away or else I'll call the police. They'll have you arrested before you can do anything to me or anyone I know."

"Well, well, Marron's got a little spunk," he grinned, putting his arms around my waist and pulling me close to him. "I love girls who put up a fight."

"I swear if you do this again --"

"You'll what? Tell Trunks? He'll be sickened to think that I've had my way with you more than once, Marron. He'll never speak to you again. You'll be lucky if he looks at you." He put his mouth next to my ear and growled lowly, "You're a whore, Marron. You know you could stop me if you wanted but you don't."

I fought back the tears brimming in my eyes. Was he right? Could I really have stopped him? I suddenly then felt him let go of me. I turned around and saw him lying on the ground. "Kentaro?!"

His nose was bloody and he was out cold. I backed against my car, looking around. What if it was another football player or something? What if Kentaro had bragged about me and now someone else wanted to violate me too?

I shut my eyes, cringing, waiting for some type of inappropriate touching to go on but nothing happened. I opened one eye and saw Trunks standing there smiling at me. "The police are on their way to arrest this slime-bag."

I smiled and hugged him tighter than I'd ever hugged anyone in my life. "Trunks! I thought you'd forgotten or that something had happened to you!"

He gently hugged me back. "I'm a big boy, remember, Marron-chan?"

I smiled at him. "Thank you, Trunks..." I looked down a little, then backed away from his embrace. What if the things Kentaro had said were true? What if it was a chore just to touch me after what had happened?

Trunks looked at me, frowning. "Marron, what's wrong?"

"I know that I probably disgust you. And now that you've caught Kentaro...you don't need to force yourself to hang around me anymore, Trunks..."

"Marron, no! No, no, no!" he cried, taking my hands in his as the police drove up. "You don't disgust me! The only person that disgusts me right now is Kentaro. Marron, I don't know how many ways I can put it that it's not your fault."

"See?!" I cried, yanking my hands from his grasp. "I'm already frustrating you!"

"You aren't, Marron! What's frustrating me is the fact that this vile piece of shit is making you think you're somehow the villain in all this!"

I looked down, sighing as an officer came over to me and began to question me about the events of the past week.

I was finishing looking over some court papers in my room Saturday morning, when I heard a knock at my door. "Come in."

Trunks entered, smiling, holding his hand behind his back.

I sighed, frowning slightly. "Trunks, what're you hiding?"

He grinned and removed a single white rose from behind his back, handing it to me. "In celebration of your freedom from this guy."

I smiled slightly and took it from him. "Thank you, Trunks. Really. For everything..."

He smiled and knelt down next to my chair. "Marron, I'll wait for you."

I looked over at him with a raised eyebrow. "What're you talking about?"

He smiled mysteriously and kissed by cheek gently. "When you're ready, Marron...I'll be here. I'll always be here, I promise." He stood up with that, and walked out, giving a slight wave.

I looked at the rose and smiled slightly, sighing. "Trunks..." I gently touched the silky petals. "I love you so much."

He peeked back in, grinning. "I love you, too."

I looked up, gasping and blushing a deep crimson. "Trunks! I thought you'd left!"

"Obviously," he smiled, picking me up into his arms. "Now, I won't do anything without your consent, I'm even iffy on hand-holding as of now. And don't worry about being a burden. You could never be a burden to me, Marron, never."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding myself close to him. "Trunks, I don't deserve you..."

He smiled down at me. "You do, Marron."

I placed my hand on his cheek. "You know it could take a while."

He nodded. " I know, and like I said, I'll wait for you."

He'll wait for me. I smiled, resting my head against his chest, sighing contently.

Trunks kissed my forehead tenderly, letting me down as he gave another wave. "I'll call you later."

I nodded, waving back to him as I flopped onto my bed after he was gone. It was finally over - hopefully for good. I had family, friends, everyone behind me to help me and Kentaro was put away for a long time. I knew in time this feeling of hatred for myself and my body would pass. Until then, it's wonderful to know I have someone who can still see the sunshine in me through all the dark clouds - Trunks.