Chapter Eighteen: Panics, Softies and Rapists

Chapter Eighteen: Panics, Softies and Rapists


Gavin suddenly stopped causing me to run into his muscular back. “Ow?” I muttered, rubbing my nose. He turned around to face me rolling his eyes at what is probably my clumsiness.


“Man up, or in your case nerd up.” He muttered, turning around and continued walking.


“Rude, much?” I muttered, and jogged up after him so I wouldn’t fall behind. “You didn’t answer my question,” I told him, my eyebrows rose in curiosity.


“What question?”


I rolled my eyes, “Why did you look so panicked when I poked you in the theatre? And why did you almost break of my finger?” I asked, questioningly.


“That’s two questions, I believed you said one.” Gavin stated, a smirk on his face.


I let out a groan, “God dammit answer the question you nimrod!” I said, exasperated.


“Fine,” He grunted out. I heard him mumble something under his breath but I didn’t quite catch it. “I didn’t look panicked, I don’t know what you saw but it was definitely not panicking. I don’t get panicked.”


I knitted my eyebrows in confusion, the nimrod wasn’t making any sense. Everyone panics, it’s called being human. “Um, yeah you did.”


“Well even if I did it doesn’t concern you.” He spat, picking up his pace.


I let out a sigh, “Why are you like this?” I asked him, jogging up to him.


“Like what?”


“Like this; you can be an annoying nimrod and manwhore at one point then at another point you could be this conceited jerk that is like the devil spawn himself.” I told him truthfully.


Gavin then stopped, whirling around to face me his eyes filled with fury. “Well I am sorry that I am not perfect, I am sorry that the only person I actually love is my little brother, I am sorry that when I wake up I feel tense and panicked, I am fucking sorry Ali that I can never do anything right.” He spat.


It looks like I hit a sore spot…


My brown eye bored into Gavin’s. “I am not asking for your life story Gavin, all I wanted was some answers.” I said, jokingly trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.


His stiff shoulders, suddenly began to relax. “Not funny.” He said, turning back around to continue walking.


I sighed dropping the subject as I followed him to wherever he was going, I didn’t want the risk of him going crazy on my ass again. I wrapped my sweater around me tighter, the wind was beginning to pick up and I was really starting to regret not bringing an extra coat or any coat for that matter. But how was I supposed to know that he was going to bring me to the middle of nowhere?


It was quiet for a few minutes the only sounds of our feet as it hit the pavement, “You cold?” Gavin suddenly asked, all thoughts of him yelling at me a few minutes ago disappearing. He lifted his hood from his face so I could see his eyes clearer.


I nodded my head slightly, “Um, y-yeah.” I said stammering slightly.


“Well there’s a gas station up ahead, we should be there in about twenty minutes so make the most of it until we get there.” He said his head turning around to face straight ahead.


My jaw dropped, I actually thought he was going to give me his coat like a good gentleman. But, no the boy says just hang tight we will be there soon.


Well it is Gavin, what do you expect?


I expected actually a kind gentlemen but that was all thrown out the window the day Gavin opened up his mouth. Like honestly if you are going to ask a girl if you are cold, she expects you to give you her your sweater or even try to warm her up in anyway. It honestly makes me wonder what girls see in him. Yes, he is a bad boy. Yes, he is good looking but that is basically it.


“You were home schooled right?” Gavin asked, startling me from my thoughts.


“Huh?”


“I said ‘you were home schooled right?” He repeated once more, this time more slowly.


I nodded my head, “Yeah…”


“Why did you decide to come to school all of a sudden? Like there’s nothing really great about it, all there is drama, teachers yelling at you when you didn’t do your homework, friends who aren’t really your friends. If I was you, I would’ve chose to continue homeschooling.” He rambled.


I looked at Gavin in confusion, he’d rather become home schooled? Maybe I would too if I actually had a good teacher instead of one who is always on your tail for late assignments. “Well, I’ve always wanted to see how the high school life is, is it really the way they portray in movies and books? Can the nerd actually find her true love? Can the jock actually be the nice guy? Can the bad boy be all soft inside?” I said speaking my thoughts.


He let out a low whistle, “Either you have a very active imagination or you read way too much.”


I let out a chuckle, “Shut up, because it can really happen. One of them already came true.”


Gavin’s eyebrows knitted in confusion, “What do you mean?”


“Well, the bad boy he is a real softie inside.”


“Who’s this bad boy?” He asked, looking very confused.


“You.” I stated.


That caused Gavin to let out a bark of laughter, “Me? That’s a real good one nerd.”


“Well I am not lying, you are a huge softy with Garrett.” I said, smiling, remembering the day in the build a bear workshop when Gavin finally found him, he was hugging him to his chest like a kid and his teddy bear.


“Well excuse me for being afraid of my mother. If she found out I lost Garrett again, I don’t know what she would do to me.” Gavin said looking slightly scared as he recalled the memory.


“Your afraid of you mom?” I said, chuckling.


“Hey!” He whined, “Don’t judge you would be too, if you met my mother!”


I rolled my eyes, who knew the big bad boy was afraid of his own mother. It was quite hilarious if you think about it, especially since almost everyone at school is afraid of him.


“Hey look!” Gavin spoke pointing. I followed his finger to where he was pointing and noticed the gas station, the same one Gavin was talking about earlier. “We are finally here.” He said, breaking out in a jog towards the station.


I quickly began to follow his actions as I caught up to him, I wasn’t really the running type but I didn’t want Gavin to start barking at me or making fun of me because I couldn’t run or something. Gavin finally stopped at the entrance of the station, looking behind him like he was waiting for me.


It looked like a pretty old station, there were no cars beside the old beat up red one parked near the back of the station. “Do you think this is safe?” I asked warily, the lights were flickering.  


“This is our only choice, nerd. So man up, stay close and follow me.” Gavin spoke, pulling the door open of the gross station and walking inside.


Not wanting to be left alone where a kidnapper could come up behind me and easily take me, I followed Gavin. I swear, he just kept leaving me behind.


“Excuse me?” Gavin asked, walking up to the old man who was smoking a cigarette and flipping a magazine looking bored out of his mind. “Do you have a phone book laying around here?” He asked, the old man who looked at us warily.


The man turned around grabbing the old phone book from behind him placing it on the counter handing it to Gavin. The old man then looked at me, finally realizing my presence. “She your girlfriend?” The old man said, in a raspy voice.


Gavin looked at were the old man was pointing looking up from the phone book and looking at me. “Sure.” Gavin answered simply, looking back at the phone book.


I stared at the old man ignoring the fact the Gavin just basically implied to a random man that I was his girlfriend. He was probably in his fifties his black hair starting to go grey. He seemed to be a Spanish decedent, tanned skin and dark eyes kind of like Gavin.


The old man continued to stare at me, and I only did the same and continued to stare back. He was kind of creepy looking. I then focused my attention back at Gavin who now fished out his phone and was typing something.


“Do you have a phone I could use?” Gavin asked.


The old man nodded his head once more pointing to the phone near the back. Gavin nodded his head and turned around walking towards the back of the station. “Is it just me or do you think the guy looked really creepy too?” I asked.


Gavin shrugged in return, “I’ll be a right back, I need to go take a piss.” Gavin said, walking towards the doors that were most probably the bathroom.


My eyes widened as grabbed his arm, before he could leave. “You are leaving me alone with an intoxicated man?” I said, my eyes wandering over to the old man who was behind the counter staring at me and Gavin.


“Well if you want to join me in that piss or something more…” He trailed off.


I felt my face get hot at the thought of me joining Gavin in something as perverted as that, I slapped his arm, “Just go take your piss.” I said, in an annoyed tone.


Gavin let out a chuckle, probably at my red face. “Don’t miss me too much!” Gavin called out before disappearing to the back room.


I glanced at the old man who was still behind the counter who was now looking at me. I wrapped my arms around my small frame as I walked towards where they held drinks and snacks. I really shouldn’t be eating probably from some nasty gas station but you would too if you hadn’t eaten anything since morning, and anyways Gavin probably had some money on him to feed my rumbling stomach?


My eyes scanned all the drinks, but the only ones that really caught my eye was the soda. My parents never really allowed me to have those kind of drinks, or even beer and alcohol. I pulled open the fridge and grabbed a diet coke. I was now really hoping Gavin had some money on him.


My thoughts were interrupted when I felt someone’s presence behind me. It was probably Gavin, coming back from taking his piss. I rolled my eyes, why couldn’t he just say I needed to go to the bathroom? Why did he have to use the word piss? I felt Gavin press himself on my back.


“Do you mind?” I said, not bothering to turn around, as my eyes scanned the coke bottle for the expiration date. Did soda even have expiration dates? I felt Gavin press himself onto me even more. Now he was just being a perverted idiot. “What in the world are you-" I said, turning around coming face to face with the intoxicated man from earlier.


“Hey chica.” He spoke his words slightly slurred. “Why don’t you ditch that phony and I can give you the ride of your life?” The old man asked suggestively.


My eyes widened, was a fifty year old guy actually hitting on me? “N-no thanks.” I said stammering slightly due to him pushing himself on to me, it reminded me on my first day of school when Gavin did the exact same thing to me. The only difference was that Gavin didn’t reek nor was he intoxicated.


“Why not?” He whined his nasty breath fanning my face.


I swallowed down the urge to gag he smelt like beer and cigarettes. “No thanks.” I said, trying to push him away from me, but he didn’t budge. It was really starting to make me wonder how long it takes Gavin to pee.


“You are real beautiful you know that?” He said his hands going and gripping my cheek. “It’s a shame if something were outta happen to you…” The man said hiccuping.


I was beginning to get scared, was this what Ben meant when he said you don’t know who is out there? What was this old man going to do to me? I was beginning to get even more scared as the time ticked, I had a full life ahead of me. “L-let me go.” I spoke trying to sound threatening. My father gave me lessons to what to do, if something like this ever happened. But, I was in too much of a shock to do something. 


“Why?” The man asked his hands wandering down the side of my body stopping below my butt.


I felt tears prickle the corner of my eyes. As I shut my eyes, was this how I was going to lose my first kiss? At a nasty old gas station? Let alone, my virginity? “Let me go.” I said, giving the old man a push, with everything that I could muster.


I heard a throat clear, “You heard the girl let her go.” I heard someone say in a threatening manner, as I felt the old man being ripped off me.


I closed my eyes as the can of soda fell out of my hand as I slid to the ground wrapping my arms around my knees. I wanted to cry so badly but I didn’t I couldn’t. I opened my eyes to see the old man on the floor his face pooled with blood. But what shocked me was Gavin who was straddling the man punching the man repeatedly even though he looked to already be passed out.


“Gavin!” I called crawling over to him wrapping my hands on his fist where he was about to hit the man again. I wrapped my hands around his fist, “Stop!” I croaked out.


He slowly looked at me, his eyes softening as he got off the man and wrapped his arms around me. “I am so sorry mom.” He said, softly.


I wrapped my arms around Gavin’s tense body as I melted in the warmth that his body was radiating. Not in a million years would I have ever thought that I would be on the floor of a gas station hugging a bipolar bad boy who just saved me from almost getting me raped.


I took a deep breath trying to blink away the tears that were threatening to come. I wanted to blame somebody, Gavin especially. But, I couldn’t not after what he did for me.


“Thank you,” I whispered, into Gavin’s chest.


“Anything for you mom,” He choked out. “I am sorry.”


I knitted my eyebrows in confusion. Did he just call me mom?


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