(One hour later)
Drake; What happened? Shit, you look like you saw Liam again. Really, you saw him?
[Drake became angry immediately.]
Sarah; Yeah, he's a blind date at the park setups by my dad.
Drake; Wait, why does your father know what he did to you?
I looked up at him and it was as if he could read my mind.
Drake: Your dad doesn't know, does he? Wtf Sarah, how can you not tell your dad about it?
Sarah; He was already going through a rough patch and mother thought it was best to not tell him that his best friend's son was on the merge of raping his daughter.
Drake; How about now, did you tell him?
Sarah; No but he's probably hearing about it right now.
The phone rings and my heart popup in the screen
Drake; All this while you have a man and you are keeping it from us.?
Sarah; It's my father.
Drake; I wonder what you save your Mother as?
Sarah; My soul. I'm not in the mood to talk about it but if I don't answer they will come here, so you have to answer it!
Drake; What? Why? I don't want to!
Sarah; If they know that I'm not alone, they'll feel a bit at ease.
{6 hours later}
Oh God, I'm still feeling exhausted. Before Drake left I was fine, even before sleeping but now it's like I haven't got any sleep. Ahh, so hungry what to eat?
Sarah: Pooch comes here sweet-cake you must be hungry too!
After I feed Pooch and refill his plate because I won't be home until night tomorrow.
I received a message from mom, "Sweetheart, come home when you're not busy, we need to talk. Okay." her message quoted with a heart.
Few days later!
The starting point of my life is here again and I am off to work. Hmmm, I can't help but worry about mom's text a few days ago, what exactly do we need to talk about? Did dad start gambling again or are they losing funds? Do they need money? It's not like I have anything to do with my money… I only go shopping once in the blues, other than food for pooch and the groceries for the house, when I am all set with paying the bills, that's just about it frankly, I am never home so my bills aren't much and I mostly charge my phone at the hospital. Just then my phone rings and I pull over and take the call and it was my mom.
Mom; Sweetheart, I know that you may be a little upset but make time for your mother will you! I miss you and we need to talk to you about something important.
Sarah; Mom, I know you might miss me but don't you think I know. I miss you too but I have to work, I'll come home and visit when I am ready and have time to spare. Where is dad?
Mom; Oh, he's just being himself! Oh yes, the Willison's are back in town and I was hoping you could come by tonight because I invited them over and I may have said you would be there.
Sarah; You may have, are you said I would be there?
Mom; Oh, come on darling mother is just looking out for you.
Sarah; By trying to give me off to the first man you and dad come across, please stop it will you.
Mom; Okay, but you've got to come by tonight?
Sarah; I don't know mom let's see how it goes.
Five hours later
If I had known that piece of cock of a son of the Willison's would be here I would have never come. If only I had known, mom said the Willison's not and their son. I mean how could I miss that part, Damien Willison. The only boy who made me went to detention for something I had nothing to do with and that bitch have the audacity to try and be my friend after, the very next day but when he failed to become my friend he followed me home that very evening and next thing I know, I know I was being called out to be a slut. I know right, and that the whole school finds out I was still a virgin because drake just couldn't keep his mouth.
He would better not cheat on his wife because he's going to have to tell her one way or the other. And before I knew it levery boy in school wanted to either date me or be my friend but I wasn't that stupid, none of saw me until they heard I was a virgin. But not Damien, he used it to tease me every day until we graduated and the best thing was we didn't apply for the same college. What a living in hell it would've been. Revenge couldn't be sweeter, I walk up to him and smack him in the face.
Sarah; Shit, that felt good.
Damien; What the hell. *I pat him on the shoulder.*
Sarah; Revenge, it was a long time ago but seeing you makes it feel like yesterday to me. Not sorry.
Damien; You have changed, you got so bold you even slapped me in front of everyone.
Sarah; I...am...so...not...sorry…
I Whisper in his ears, I did get a lot bolder and more confident even if I'm still a virgin. I'm a woman and women have powers, I am too strong to let men have power over me maybe in my next life. Hmmm, I still don't think so. But who would have thought one day will come where I'm weak!
Mrs. Willison; I try to make him choose a better field of work but he chooses to be a cop. That slap I always wanted to give him but didn't, I don't blame you.
Damien; Mom, whose side or you on?
Sarah; Mine, of course.
I walked away from him just then I felt his hand squeeze my butt cheek just before he walked past me, he looked back and checked me out then smiled. I was wearing a mini black dress and if I were to sit, it would ride up, not if it will happen, and he just made sure I knew what he's up to and my best option is to definitely not sit beside him or else I am going to be sorry.
The Palin's, the William's, the Samuel's, and Fallon's used to be the best of friends, almost family. Until the Fallon's had an accident and we never heard if any of them survived. it was as if they didn't exist, mom used to say I must marry one out of these families but all that changed when the Fallon's died and our neighborhood wasn't the same when they left and so mom gave up the idea. Damien always has his way with girls, even me.
Damien; Sarah, what are you thinking about come and sit.
I looked up and saw that he was already seated and the only empty chair was right next to him. Oh god, you really don't care for me!
Sarah; Dad, why don't you ex-change seats with Damien?
Damien; Sarah, how can you say that we're friends and a guest in your home. Please do me the honor of sitting beside me.
•Whispering•
I walk over and as I sit down I whisper.
Sarah; I know what you're up to and don't even think about it.
Damien; I am glad to know that you also know.
Sarah; You better not.
•None whisper•
Damien; Sarah, could you stand for a moment?
Sarah; Why?
Damien; Your chair is not fixed properly!
Sarah; It's perfectly fine to me.
He's up to no good, Sarah. Don't listen to him, just look at that smile on his face.
Dad; Sarah, be good we've guests.
Sarah: But dad!
Dad; No but, get up and let him fix it if something is wrong with it.
Whose side are you on dad, I wonder.
Sarah: "Fine."
I got up and he pulled the chair closer to him and then he said.
Damien; Much better, sit dear.
•Whisper•
Sarah; We are at the table!
Damien; So what, their heart won't leap if their eyes don't see.
Sarah; So?
Damien; So, sit still and be a good girl, you don't know, someone might be proud of you.
Sarah; Who would want you….
Mhmmm…
Sarah: Are you crazy? can't you see where at the table, you can't just rub your hand where it is not supposed to…
Damien; Aren't a little too prepared for this, no parties, and a clean shave! Hmm.?
Sarah; I was in a hurry, please remove your hand.
Both of to act calm.