Cecilia POV
"What was that about yesterday?" I ask Dylan as he came down the stairs handing him a coffee.
"I don't think it's any of your business" His eyes darken. "Did you know about her boyfriend?"
"Yeah she told me, she also told me you told her to keep away from him. I don't think that's any of your business"
"Oh really" He raises an eyebrow. "So your telling me if you had been in a abusive relationship and you saw another person getting in one you wouldn't do nothing?"
"Is that theoretically?"
"No shit Sherlock" He rolls his eyes.
I ponder it for a moment. "So going out with your brother's best friend never works out?"
"I don't want to talk about it" He storms out the room. I follow him keeping stride for stride behind him till he stops and turns to me. "Why the fuck are you following me?"
"I wanted to say I'm sorry for bringing it up"
A furious look come's over his face and he grabs my wrists in a strong grip bringing me face to face with him. I should have been scared, terrified of him but strangely all he made me feel was at ease. "Don't you ever feel sorry for me" He says in a low voice, menacing, meant to make me feel threatened but it didn't.
"Uh what's going on?" I hear Chelsea's voice.
Dylan let's go of me causing me to stumble. Time seemed to stop as the ground rushed up to meet me and then all of sudden it wasn't and time started beating it's steadily beat.
I glance up at Dylan, the one to stop my fall. The second I look at him the second he set me back on my feet, roughly I might add, and stalks off. I still saw his eyes though.
This time I didn't follow him.
"Just what was that about?" Chelsea demanded as soon as I got in the car.
I grip the headrest leaning forwards. "I'm worried, he was talking about abuse and now he's showing it, I'm worried"
"Why are you saying it like your joking?" Starr asks me.
"Because she is" Chelsea, the reasonable one, responded. "But it doesn't hurt to check it out"
"Exactly"
Starr grins. "Dylan Henderson right?"
I nod.
"I'll have it by lunch"
And she did. When Starr put her mind to anything; you could be sure that, that something would get done. So sneaking into the office to put a student's file on a memory stick- done deal. She printed it off in her ICT lesson and we sat down on the bleachers at lunch where below us the football team were training.
We only had cheerleading practice three times a week, so for Monday and Wednesday it was a free lunch.
This wasn't our first time we had done this- steal a student's file.
"What are you girls doing?" Freddie Cuzco, quarterback sat next to us.
"Nothing" Starr quickly flicks the paper out the way, it fallingl down to the back of the bleachers, where if you lost something down there you couldn't get it back. Great.
He raises an eyebrow. "I know you girls, in and out"
"Your gross" Chelsea pushed him.
"And don't you know it" He winks.
"Come on Freddie" Adam yells from the field.
"Yeah stop talking to the cock fuckers" Adrian add's.
"Way to make it sound like were sluts" I yell back.
"You are sluts, you're the teasing type"
"I didn't know there was such a type"
"Oh baby when you find a suitable title inform me"
"Call be baby and I'll cut your fucking cock into pieces using my slutness to seduce you but then do that instead" I retort.
He smirk's. "Now Miss. Clever is slutness a word"
"You got one up on me, be proud that doesn't happen often"
"Really? We will have to change that" Dylan appears from the field.
"And who are you may I ask?" Freddie put his arms around the three of us.
"This is Dylan" Adam jogged up to us. "I asked him to join out for the team"
"Okay" Freddie stood up shaking Danny's hand. "You can join the team if your good, you can join the club if I like you"
"What club?"
"Your find out when you join, if you join" I told him.
"Are you in the club?"
"Of course"
"You interested in my girl?" Freddie asked.
"Don't be" Adrian calls out. "We've all tried it on, she don't put out for no one, neither of them do"
"Sounds like high maintenance" Dylan raise's an eyebrow. "That's just something else that might have to change"