7: Thoughts Never Last

       After the drama about the fight was gone everything was perfect. Me and Daniel were together, got more and more friends, and was happy being myself, it was like that from November to December, senior year still. I loved that 1-month span. Being happy for one since 10th grade felt like so many bricks had been lifted off of my body. But once march came, everything was flipped upside down.

The friends I had mad were mostly guys, but there are some girls. Some weren't as nice as others though, but we all get together perfectly fine. At times I get flirty on accident, but Daniel tells me when he's uncomfortable then I stop. But when he's not around, some of the boys might push on their limits, but they're great friends and would never want to lose them.

One day I was sitting on the counter in an empty room with the 4 guys chatting while Daniel was called home for a family emergency.

I kept going on and on how I used to look so bad with glasses and braces in 9th and 10th grade when one of the boys, Aaron, came up to me, grabbed my waist, and got close to me.

"And yet you're so beautiful now" he brushed my hair out my face twisting it around his finger slowing getting closer and closer to my face.

I knew he was trying to kiss me, and he knew Daniel wouldn't like it much. I had only been that close to Daniel and it didn't seem right when Aaron did it.

I grabbed his wrists and pushed them to his chest also pushing him away from me then hopped off the counter, "I think I'm gonna go, if that's ok" I slowly started walking to the door with my back to them.

Before I knew it my back was to the wall with my body pinned by Ryan, another boy, and less than 4 inches away from his face. Both of his hands were holding my wrists above my shoulders against the wall, trapping me.

He looked me up and down with a slight smirk on his face, "what if its not ok?" while putting one hand behind me, on the middle of my back. His hand was cold like rocks even through my shirt.

Ryan knew I was uncomfortable, but I don't think he cared till Daniel come walking up in the doorway staring Ryan down, "I'll make it ok, how about that." He forcefully pushed one of Ryan's arms down as I was trying to get out of them making me run behind Daniel gripping onto his shirt.

Another friend of mine came up to me and hugged me, knowing I needed one, "Are you ok? I wish he never did that."

I hugged back trying to drown out Ryan's and Daniel's fighting, "yea I'm fine now, thank you Miko" as I fixed his hair back distracting myself.

"If you EVER touch her again!, you won't get a chance to say sorry!-" I pulled on Daniels jacket interrupting him.

Ryan's eyes were wide with horror scared to death by Daniel's yelling and protectiveness.

"baby its ok, can we just go home?" I put my hand in his, trying to pull him away from Ryan, not attack him.

He looked at me and kissed my forehead gently, "Ok angel, are you ok?" he looked me up and down for any marks or scratches.

"Yea" I smiled and looked up at him, "why are you here? I thought you had a family emergency." I started walking down the hall holding his hand.

He put me on his back and kept walking out the school to his car. "Well, I think you should hear it too."

Confused I asked, "what is it?" as he was putting his keys in and turned on the car.

He didn't answer but I didn't ask again. He got home and we got out and then inside. His parents were sitting at the dinner table looking down till I came in.

Daniels mom, Abbigail, looked up at me pulling out the seat next to her, "Hello sweetheart, can you sit down?"

I looked her up and down, knowing something was wrong sitting down in the seat.

"So, the police came to our door" Daniel mumbled looking down, "they asked about your family and, where you were." he kept looking down almost crying it seems.

I grabbed his hand looking at his parents worried, wondering why he was so upset. Of course, I don't like the idea of the police at the door looking for me, but after they said what they said I understood.

"why is he crying?" I asked his dad, who was taking off his glasses looking down himself.

He looked back up at me, holding his wife's hand, "There are many reasons" he held the bridge of his nose, trying to resist the tears forcing their way out his eyes, "their all bad...very bad too" still holding his nose bridge crying.

I looked at his mom, now crying also. She held my other hand while my other held Daniels. "your brother, Wyatt, is now in jail for selling illegal drugs, and your parents have gotten shot down by the police for trying to do a runaway also threating them"

I didn't burst into tears, but tears came down has I whimpered. I closed my eyes, wondering why when something goes right for a split second, it all goes wrong for the longest time. But the last sentence shook me hard.

"You can't live here anymore; you have to get a foster home." Came from Daniels mom mouth.

I heard Daniel run up the stairs to his room, the fastest I ever heard, his mom returned to the laundry, and his dad to watching football. All while my eyes were closed with tears rolling down my cheeks.

I walked up to Daniels room wiping my tears, before I could walk inside I heard deep, hard, heavy breaths coming from inside his room. I knew immediately.

I walked inside and sat with him on the edge of his bed on the floor. I made him look at me, "say 5 things you see" I whispered while brushing his tears away and pushing his hair to the side

Mumbling weak, but still able to hear, "floor, bed, you, um..." he kept stumbling not able to find a 4th. He kept trying to find a 4th but getting frustrated trying.

"Shh it's ok" I looked down seeing him scratch at him arm, red. I grabbed his hands holding them as he slowly calmed down.

He relaxed finally, worn out, he rested his head on my shoulder, "I can't lose you Kaylee" crying while playing with the buttons on my sleeve.

I played with his hair, closing my eyes, "You won't, you never will" holding him close.

Once we both calmed down and cuddled and watched Netflix, I moved my leg around his, not noticing he was red from his hairline to his chin, then feeling something I thought was the remote.

He looked down at me as I looked up at him, now smirking throwing me onto his lap from the waist.

"Babe what are you doing?" I giggle swirling his hair around my finger smirking a bit, slowing moving back and forth.

He held my hips, "are you ready for this?" looking into my eyes sitting up a bit more.

"Yea, as long as you are." I put my hand on his chest looking back into his icy blue but warm eyes.

"Then let's do this!" he giggles excited. He pulls me under him, throwing our lips together.

As we explore each other's mouths, he slowly glides his hands up into my shirt with my hands around his neck not caring what he does. He slithers his hand onto my back unclipping my bra, slowly taking my shirt then bra off. I smirk as I take his off and slither off his belt. 

The rest his self-explanatory.