police?”
“Of course. But, I know him. He’s sort of an ex. He followed me here but I think now he understands that we are really over.”
Seeing my phone under a small box, I picked it up and was relieved when the screen lit up.
“You dated that dude? Was he a psycho freak back then too?”
“Kinda. I mean, no he wasn’t. He takes meds but I guess he’s off them right now. Listen, I know you want to call the cops, and if you do I’ll support you 100%...but honestly, I don’t think it’s necessary. I told him I’d be talking to his folks and they’ll make him come home and get him straightened out. When he’s taking his meds, he’s pretty normal.”
“But…” I wasn’t even sure what he meant. “Are you saying you don’t think I should call the police? He tried to kill me. Twice!”
He ran his hand through his hand through his hair in an uncharacteristic sign of confusion.
“I’m just saying that if you don’t call the cops, I promise to make sure he gets home and gets treated. His parents are big shots down in L. They are very aware of his ‘tendencies’ when he isn’t medicated and they wouldn’t want to draw any negative attention to themselves. If it were just him, I’d say sue the shit out of him. But they are good people that will take care of. You’ll be safe now. I promise.”
He put his fingers to my temple to make sure I wasn’t bleeding. Satisfied that I was okay, he nudged me forward to the main street. We walked side by side, in silence for a moment before I had to get my questions answered.
“So, why me? Why would he think that we are together?”
“I don’t know. I guess he saw us hanging out and knows that I don’t usually hang out with guys so...publicly. He must have made some assumptions since we always go to breakfast together. I’m so sorry. I had no idea he was capable of something like this.”
He stopped walking and turned me to face him, worry lines coveri ng his perfectly chiseled face.
“ Are you sure you’re okay? Do you feel dizzy at all?” He rubbed my bicep for a moment, then let go.
“ I’m fine.” I nudged him forward and we resumed walking. “How did you find me?”
“I was at the party when you walked out. I didn’t want you walking alone so I decided to follow you home.” I hung my head as shame for my helplessness engulfed me.
“Hey, what’s wrong? It’s my fault that this happened. I’m just glad I arrived before anything worse happened.”
I nodded my head but kept my eyes on the ground. The resolve I felt earlier was slowing starting to break down. I wasn’t sure I could go through with the next stage of my plan after this added humiliation.
When we got to our room, I went straight to my computer chair and fell into it. Brett sat on the edge of his bed, across from me.
“So, how was it?” he asked quietly.
It took me a minute to realize he was talking about Maggie. I had already forgotten one of the major milestones of my life. Not a good sign.
“Um...fine. She said it was amazing. But, she was drunk,” I said with a smile while still avoiding eye contact. It was almost comical the way the whole thing went down.
Always the supportive friend, he tapped my ankle with his foot. “Amazing, hunh? I knew you were a stud. Nice.”
I just shrugged , not really sure if I should go into further detail. I almost didn’t want him to know what I did. But, on the other hand, I didn’t want to keep anything from him.
“Well, was it amazing for you too?” he asked in a lower voice.
I finally found the nerve to look into his eyes. His smile had been replaced with a more stoic expression. There appeared to be so much conflict in his features but I couldn’t ease any of it.
“It was fine, I guess. It was my first time...” I’m sure he knew I was a virgin but I’d never actually admitted it until then.
“I finished, if that is any indication of success.”
He laughed quietly. “Well, I guess that’s one
“Of course. But, I know him. He’s sort of an ex. He followed me here but I think now he understands that we are really over.”
Seeing my phone under a small box, I picked it up and was relieved when the screen lit up.
“You dated that dude? Was he a psycho freak back then too?”
“Kinda. I mean, no he wasn’t. He takes meds but I guess he’s off them right now. Listen, I know you want to call the cops, and if you do I’ll support you 100%...but honestly, I don’t think it’s necessary. I told him I’d be talking to his folks and they’ll make him come home and get him straightened out. When he’s taking his meds, he’s pretty normal.”
“But…” I wasn’t even sure what he meant. “Are you saying you don’t think I should call the police? He tried to kill me. Twice!”
He ran his hand through his hand through his hair in an uncharacteristic sign of confusion.
“I’m just saying that if you don’t call the cops, I promise to make sure he gets home and gets treated. His parents are big shots down in L. They are very aware of his ‘tendencies’ when he isn’t medicated and they wouldn’t want to draw any negative attention to themselves. If it were just him, I’d say sue the shit out of him. But they are good people that will take care of. You’ll be safe now. I promise.”
He put his fingers to my temple to make sure I wasn’t bleeding. Satisfied that I was okay, he nudged me forward to the main street. We walked side by side, in silence for a moment before I had to get my questions answered.
“So, why me? Why would he think that we are together?”
“I don’t know. I guess he saw us hanging out and knows that I don’t usually hang out with guys so...publicly. He must have made some assumptions since we always go to breakfast together. I’m so sorry. I had no idea he was capable of something like this.”
He stopped walking and turned me to face him, worry lines coveri ng his perfectly chiseled face.
“ Are you sure you’re okay? Do you feel dizzy at all?” He rubbed my bicep for a moment, then let go.
“ I’m fine.” I nudged him forward and we resumed walking. “How did you find me?”
“I was at the party when you walked out. I didn’t want you walking alone so I decided to follow you home.” I hung my head as shame for my helplessness engulfed me.
“Hey, what’s wrong? It’s my fault that this happened. I’m just glad I arrived before anything worse happened.”
I nodded my head but kept my eyes on the ground. The resolve I felt earlier was slowing starting to break down. I wasn’t sure I could go through with the next stage of my plan after this added humiliation.
When we got to our room, I went straight to my computer chair and fell into it. Brett sat on the edge of his bed, across from me.
“So, how was it?” he asked quietly.
It took me a minute to realize he was talking about Maggie. I had already forgotten one of the major milestones of my life. Not a good sign.
“Um...fine. She said it was amazing. But, she was drunk,” I said with a smile while still avoiding eye contact. It was almost comical the way the whole thing went down.
Always the supportive friend, he tapped my ankle with his foot. “Amazing, hunh? I knew you were a stud. Nice.”
I just shrugged , not really sure if I should go into further detail. I almost didn’t want him to know what I did. But, on the other hand, I didn’t want to keep anything from him.
“Well, was it amazing for you too?” he asked in a lower voice.
I finally found the nerve to look into his eyes. His smile had been replaced with a more stoic expression. There appeared to be so much conflict in his features but I couldn’t ease any of it.
“It was fine, I guess. It was my first time...” I’m sure he knew I was a virgin but I’d never actually admitted it until then.
“I finished, if that is any indication of success.”
He laughed quietly. “Well, I guess that’s one
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