The boy who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window
Chapter 50: Facing the Unknown

Chapter 50: Facing the Unknown

"I’ll watch him. Don’t worry about anything." I smiled and rubbed her back gently. "I’m going to go grab some clothes and stuff from mine. I won’t be long." I turned and practically ran to my house, trying to be as quick as I could.

My mom was ironing in the lounge. "Hey, Mom. I’m staying with Angel tonight," I informed her as I breezed past without waiting for an answer. I shoved fresh clothes and my school books into a bag, before heading back out to see my mom. I hadn’t seen her since Friday morning when I came out of my room, pretending I’d stayed the night here as usual.

"How are you and Amber getting on?" she asked, grinning happily.

I smiled, thinking about just how great we were getting on before all of this happened an hour ago. "Awesome. Really awesome," I admitted.

She beamed at me happily. "You two are being careful, right?" she asked, looking at me warningly.

I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, Mom, Angel’s on the pill," I stated, rolling my eyes. She had never asked me about my sex life before and now all of a sudden she was interested? "Listen, I’ve got to go. Margaret’s back so she’s making dinner. I just came back to grab my clothes." I shifted the bag on my shoulder, looking at the door longingly; I just wanted to get back over there as quickly as I could in case she woke up.

My mom looked at me curiously. "Margaret’s home and she’s letting you stay with Amber?" she asked, looking a little shocked. I smiled, knowing that under normal circumstances Margaret would have kicked my ass just for asking to stay, but what with everything going on she didn’t seem to mind.

"Yeah, she said it was fine." I kissed her on the cheek. "I’ll see you tomorrow night about nine when Jake gets home from work, OK?" I called over my shoulder as I walked towards the door.

She sighed dramatically. "It was nice to see you, Liam," she called sarcastically.

I laughed. "Love you, Mom."

"Love you too," she called, just as I shut the door.

I ran back to Amber as quick as I could, she was still asleep in the same position. It was only seven thirty; maybe she’d sleep all night. I laid down next to her again, just looking her over. Instantly, she snuggled closer to me, the same as she did every night. I wrapped her tightly in my arms and closed my eyes, trying to think of anything other than the worst memory of my life. The image of walking in on her father trying to force himself on her while she laid there bruised and bleeding on their lounge carpet. After he left, she admitted that her father had been touching her since she was about five. After that confession, she never spoke of it again. I think she buried it so deep inside her that she kind of pretended like it didn’t happen or something – like denial I guess. The only time that you ever saw effects from it, where when people touched her and she panicked.

A little while later, Jake brought in two plates of food. He looked at Amber with a pained expression on his face. "You think we should wake her and get her to eat something?" he whispered.

I shook my head. "No, let her sleep. If she wakes up hungry then I’ll make her something," I said quietly, as I started scoffing my pasta, hungrily. He sat on the foot of her bed just watching her sleep for a little while. "She’ll be alright, Jake," I promised.

He sighed and nodded. "Yeah I know. G’night, Liam." He smiled sadly as he took my empty plate and Amber’s untouched one and slipped out of her room. I wrapped myself back around her and watched her sleep until I couldn’t stay awake anymore.

~ Amber ~

When I woke up in the morning my head was pounding. I groaned. I really didn’t need a headache on top of everything else that was going to go wrong today. Liam was still asleep so I crept out of the bed, trying not to wake him. I headed to my bathroom for a shower. I stood under the spray, trying desperately not to cry as I thought about my father and his ’new family’. What on earth was I going to say to this Johnny guy? I sighed and got out of the shower, wrapping myself in a towel.

Silently, I tried to convince myself that this boy Johnny probably won’t even want to talk to me today and that I was getting myself all worked up over nothing. It wasn’t this boy’s fault that my father married his mother and made him move here. Hell, he probably needed a friend right now because he would have just left everything and everyone he knows behind.

Walking over to the bed, I looked down at Liam. He looked so peaceful that I almost didn’t want to wake him up. I sat on the edge of the bed and took his hand, knowing we needed to get ready for school. "Liam?" I whispered. He woke up almost straight away, which was unlike him, he usually took forever to wake up in the morning.

"Hey." He sat up and looked at me sadly.

I smiled reassuringly; he was worried about me I could tell. "Hi," I replied, moving onto the bed with him and pulling him back down with me. "I’m fine. Stop stressing," I promised, smoothing out the frown lines on his forehead.

He sighed and shook his head. "I’m here if you want to talk to me. You know that, right?" he asked, looking at me intently.

He really was just too adorable to me sometimes, I really didn’t deserve it. "I know, Liam, but I’m fine. Let’s just get this over with and see what this guy says today," I suggested, shrugging. He bent his head and kissed every inch of my face, making me giggle before he pulled away to go in the shower.

When we pulled into the school parking lot an hour later, Kate came bouncing up to the side of the car with a huge grin on her face. She wrenched open my door. "I’m officially in love!" she announced to me proudly.