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were harassing me for having a girlfriend. I told her how relieved and lucky I felt when Chris had intervened by helping me get away from Justin and punching him. When I was finally finished telling Haley the whole story, there was a long pause on the other end of the line.

Haley said to me, "Jess, I am so sorry for that. I agree with Michael. Please, please go to the guidance counselor and talk to Ms. P, or principal, if not the police, tomorrow. They should not get away with harassing and hurting you like that." 

"Look, Haley. Thank you for caring and understanding. But, there is no way I can do that. They will just do it again. You understand, don't you?" "Jessica, I do understand. But, I still think you need to talk to a counselor. You went through a traumatic event today. Not only should a counselor know, but so should the police. That was a hate crime.""I will think about it," I said. Haley did not push me any more on the subject. We talked a little longer about nothing in particular. We disconnected and I turned on the radio and did my homework. I got that done, and I had dinner. Dinner went as well as could be expected. Mom and Dad completely ignored me and only talked to Michael. I was used to this. In my family, we don't talk about things. If my parents are mad, we got the silent treatment. It was actually a relief to just sit and think and interact. I was too numb to, anyway.

When I went to my room, I closed the door. I just didn't see what the point was to life, without Haley. Well, not necessarily without Haley. I knew that Haley and I probably wouldn't last forever, although it seemed that way today. But, I don't think that if I wasn't true to myself and didn't date and be with women, that I would ever be happy. I would make other people happy, but I know I wouldn't be. I thought over the past few days. I thought about how first Michael found out who I truly was, followed by the whole school finding out, and then Mom and Dad finding out. I thought about how Mom basically would not accept me as her own daughter. I thought about Ray and Nick and the hurt they put me through. Lastly, I thought about the Priest, a person of God, telling me I was going to Hell for something I couldn't change.

I shook my head. It was just all too much. I would never be a normal person again. No one would ever look at me as just Jess. They would look at me as "that lesbian girl, the one going to Hell, Jessica." I would always have to hide some part of my life to people at all times. How could I be completely out to everyone I met?

A thought came to me, and I picked up my backpack and scurried downstairs. I found the key hidden in my Dad's desk and went and unlocked the little black box. Inside I found my dad's loaded gun. I took it out and quickly put it in my backpack for the next day. I grimly decided that I was going to get back at the two ass holes that had hurt me so badly earlier that day.

I was tired of all the shit and just wanted it to disappear. I wanted to disappear, but first I was going to take care of those two guys who had hurt me. I wanted to make sure they would go down with me. I ran back to my room and quietly closed my door. I was ready for the next day. I got out a book I was reading and started to read, trying to get my mind of off the days events and off of what I was planning on doing tomorrow.

Mike's POV

I was talking with Chris on the phone after I was done my homework. I was helping him figure out whether or not he should go tell our guidance counselor about Jess. I wanted the guidance counselor, Mrs. Pierceson, to know what had happened. I wanted Ray and Justin to be punished, maybe even by the police. I wanted to tell my parents what had happened, but I was unsure of what to say.I knew Jules would be upset if I did. I mentioned this to Chris, and he suggested that he go to the guidance counselor at our school to see what she says. I agreed, and got off the cell. I opened my door and went down the hall to Jess's room.

Jess's POV

There was a knock on my door, and I answered, "Come in!" Looking up, I saw Mike enter my room and shut the door behind me

"Hey, Jess." He greeted me.

"Hi, Mike," I answered.

"Jess, what happened today? I asked Chris, but he refused to tell me, saying he promised he wouldn't tell. He told me to ask you. So, I am asking, will you tell me wha happened?" Mike asked me in this quiet, gentle tone.

"Mike, I can't tell you, I am too embarrassed."

"Jessica, whatever happened is not your fault. You know that, right? Those bastards, Justin and Ray, are to blame. You did nothing wrong. I can handle whatever it is. Please, tell me. I want to make that pain of yours go away."

"That won't happen. Michael. The pain will never leave me. Justin and Ray were harassing me about Haley. They decided to get.....sexual."

An angry look flashed across Mike's face. "Sexual? They forced you? What happened?" He demanded, somewhat confused, trying to figure out what exactly had happened. I could tell that his body was tense.

I avoided looking him in the eye. I didn't say anything for the next couple of minutes. Mike waited as patiently as he could, until he decided to sit down next to me on my bed.

"Jessica?" "Ray kissed me in the hallway. I got away from him, but Justin grabbed me and pulled me into the guys bathroom. Ray didn't do anything after that, just followed Justin and I and stood there and watched." I stopped,there, not wanting to continue.

I saw Mike's fist clench and his eyes flash. He took a deep breathe, and I saw him trying to calm himself. He said to me, "Jess, what did Justin do?"

"Justin forced me to...." I just couldn't continue. I grabbed a piece of notebook paper off of my dresser and wrote down what he did, my hands shaking. I hesitantly gave Mike the paper, uncertain as to if telling him was a good idea.

Mike took the paper, read it, and crushed it in his hand. His face was full of fury. He touched my shoulder, looking me in the eyes. He pulled me into a big hug. We must've stayed like that for a few minutes, him comforting me.

He asked if I needed anything, and I told him no. I reminded him to please not tell Mom and Dad, and to let me handle this my way. He looked at me, ran his hand through his hair, and nodded. He silently left the room, closing the door behind me.

I sighed in exhaustion, rubbing my head. I looked around, trying to decide if I wanted to straighten up my messy room like the rents had asked, or wait until tomorrow. I shrugged my shoulders and decided to get ready for bed. I had a big day tomorrow, after all. It wouldn't matter in a few hours time, anyway. I got undressed and ready for bed. I switched the light off and promptly fell asleep.

Mike's POV

I quietly closed Jess's door and went to my my own room. I was so full of anger, I didn't know what to do with it all. I could feel my whole body tense. Why didn't Chris tell me something so important? I knew Jess, though, and how persuasive she could be. I guess he just didn't want to hurt Jessica anymore then she already had been. I sighed, and ran my hand through my hair, a habit I had picked up lately somehow. I didn't know what to do about it.

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Publication Date: 06-05-2013

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