Juvenile Delinquents

Movie night

     After the incident with the half naked boys and after many arguments about them throwing on a shirt, we managed to settle down on the couch and decided on watching a movie. As usual, I chose the movie as no one had  good taste and I chose something that I knew would keep both the girl's interest and the boys. Furious 7, of the Fast and Furious franchise. Paul Walker kept the girls attention and the fast cars kept the boys.

     It was a perfect option as it was my favourite movie but as the ending came, I remembered why it was my favourite. That movie was a dedication to the death of Paul. In memory of him. Tears pricked my eyes as I rested my head against Tyson's knee. I sat on the floor as there was no room on the couch. Willow sat besides Matthew with her body practically on top of his. Greta sat besides me on the floor as her body was rested comfortable between Neil's legs, her head on his thigh as he ran his fingers through it. Another wave of tears hit me as the song 'See you Again' began to play and I knew I needed to get out of that room.

     "I'm going to get more food." I muttered as I quickly stood and tried not to look at my friends together. A pang of pain ran threw my body as I dashed out of the room. My legs rushed down the stairs and towards the kitchen. My breaths were uneven. My heart squeezed in my chest.

     Opening the fridge door, I grabbed a bottled water and gulped down the cool liquid within second to rid of this feeling. I managed to jump onto the island counter top, water bottle placed in my hands as my mind ran over the situation I was in. I was extremely happy for my friends. I was happy that they were able to move on but I couldn't. I thought about it every day. The terrible boys and what they made us do but after all that time, I found guilt within me.

      Everything had been so beautiful and peaceful before we had found out. We were happy and although it was the calm before the storm, I found myself wishing for things to be different. My mind couldn't help but replay the one memory I had in my mind. A single fragment of peace and love.

    We walked hand and hand down the hallway. I loved the attention. Everyone would move out of the way like in those cheesy teen movies. We were the ones you couldn't stay close to for too long. My eyes moved over my shoulder were William kept his arm around Greta's shoulder as she smiled up at him. A small kiss was placed on her forehead.  Greta's green eyes shined with happiness and I had never seen her smile so much since her ex-boyfriend Tony. Willow was blushing like a madwoman. Peter had his arm around her waist and kept whispering things into her ear. He was flirt but the words he spoke to her were incredible. She always told us what Peter would say to her.

     I couldn't help but roll my eyes as my gaze switched towards my man. His beautiful dark brown hair ran threw his fingers as he pushed it back. His tall body made me look small as my head reached just under his chin. His matching brown eyes met mine as he planted a kiss on my lips and muttered a simple 'I love you'. I had smiled and said the same words towards him before my arms darting around his torso. My body clung to his as his arm quickly moved above my shoulders.

    I was only fourteen and knew nothing.

    In those moments I hadn't care about the two year age difference. I hadn't cared about the harsh words of dating an older guy, it hadn't mattered to me. We hadn't listened to those who said he was dangerous. That what he was apart of us something no one should do. But we were fourteen and naive and did not listen. I loved him and thought he loved me. I thought he would never hurt me, cause any harm to me.

    "Or so I thought." I mumbled to myself as a tear slipped down my cheek.

    "Or so you thought what?" A voice said from behind me.

     A sigh loudly escaped me lips as I kept my back to Tyson. "The past."

     The sound of his shoes hitting the ground informed me that he was coming near. Within seconds, Tyson's vibrant blue eyes were boring into mine. It took him a second to understand the state I was in but as he wiped away another tear, his brows knitted together. "Who hurt you?"

     "Someone from my past." I sighed as I ran a hand through my red hair. "Someone who is long gone."

     Silence. I waited for his response but Tyson was too focused on my face to truly say anything and just when I thought I'd give up on hope, he placed a delicate hand on my check. His long fingers cupped the side of my face. My eyes shut as I leaned into his touch. The power he held over me was incredible and I had only known him for two weeks. But it felt like a lifetime. I thought to myself.

     "I promise, I would never hurt you." Tyson's popcorn breath fanned my face and I couldn't help but let out a shaky breath. I hadn't said anything. My head nodded. He understood that I believed him. Tyson was quick to plant a kiss on my forehead. His fingers lifted my chin as he placed a kiss on my lips. "I understand that you may not trust me, but you will. In time." He said as he pulled away. Tyson's gorgeous ocean blue eyes kept a strong hold over me. "When you do, I'll be right here. When you trust me one hundred percent, I will be right here waiting."

     I chuckled lightly. A smile on my face. "You sure about that? I've been hurt more than once and most guys don't have the energy for that." My eyes dropped as Tyson reached out to cup my face in his hands.

     "I'm not like most guys." This caused me to smirk. The time I told him I wasn't like most girls played over in my mind as he placed another kiss onto my lips. This kiss was longer than before. It held meaning and truth. It held all the words we weren't able to say to one another. It felt absolutely amazing to be kissed that way but it was over too soon and Tyson was gone.

      His hand extended as a smirk played on his lips. "Come on. Everyone is waiting. We don't want to give them the wrong idea." He winked which caused me to giggle.

     I grabbed his hand and jumped off the counter. "I doubt they'd notice. Did you see the way Wills was on Matt?" I scrunched up my nose in disgust. "I felt like throwing up."

     Tyson chuckled. "They were definitely something."