Chapter 9: Our Spot
We walk through the forest in silence, just enjoying the quiet. It's not an uncomfortable silence, It's a pleasant one.
I look around, watching the trees dance in time with the wind, Swaying from side to side. Birds are singing along to the silent tune, a few leaves falling here and there. It's almost hypnotic.
Pine, maple, oak and the musky smell of moss, the slight breeze mixing it all together creating a sweet, blissful scent coursing through the air causing all the hurt I was feeling to disappear, almost forgotten into the afternoon air.
I look over at Jackson who is looking straight back at me, studying my movements, body language and features. "What?" I ask, confused by his interest in me.
"What's wrong?" He asks solemnly.
"Nothing." I lie, not wanting to let him in.
"I can tell you're lying." He says, looking away from me for a beat before looking back. "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it but I'm here if you do."
No you aren't, No one is. I thought. "Thank you." I said.
My phone starts going off, looking down I see a bunch of texts from numbers I don't know.
"Hey bitch, stay away from Jackson, He's too hot for someone like you, it would be sad if you thought you had a chance."
"You're a waste of space"
"You're so pathetic, why do you even try to fit in with Tia?"
"No one cares about you, just kill yourself it's not like you'll be missed"
I bite my lip, holding back the tears that are trying to surface, I go to the burn book site, noticing someone put my number up.
At least that explains the texts. I glance over at Jackson, who is still watching me. I smile sweetly, masking my pain.
I put my phone away just as we get to the pond. "So what are we gonna do?" I ask, my voice a little shaky.
"Skip stones, make out." He smiles.
"No. Skip stones, yes. but the other thing no."
He laughs "I was joking. We can do whatever you want to."
A smile spreads across my face.
He looks at me, tilting his head a bit. "What are you thinking?" He asks
Honestly? I'm thinking about how I'm tired of caring, if I didn't care, people wouldn't be-able to hurt me. I wanna be wild for once.
I just shoot him a mischievous smile while slowly removing my shirt, bringing my black lace bra into view, shortly after doing the same with my pants, showing off my matching panties.
He stands there, staring with shock written all over his face.
I pause, suddenly not sure. Shaking the feeling off, I run towards the water and jump in, his eyes following my every move.
"Not joining me?" I shout, so he can hear me.
"I'll just...stand here." He says.
"Boo, you're no fun." I stick my bottom lip out, making a pouty face.
"What on earth is going on with you?" He asks
"I'm living." I state.
"Let me know when the other Dawn is back because I don't like this slutty version of her." His voice is filled with agitation.
A look of sadness fills my eyes. I quickly get out of the pond, not looking at him once and getting dressed before walking away.
I can't take that from him too.
"Dawn wait" He calls after me, causing me to start running as the tears rush down my cheeks, warming my cold skin.
I hear someone rapidly knocking on the door to my house, so I make my way over to it and open it to reveal a crying Dawn.
"T-Tia can..can I come in please?" She stutters, Visibly wet and shaking.
"Lets go to my room." I say as I take her hand and lead her upstairs to my room.
I go over to my dresser pulling out a warm, soft pair of blue flannel pajama's, Ushering her into the bathroom to change.
Once she comes out I sit her at my vanity table and take out a hair dryer, quickly drying her hair.
When I'm done I make her stand and face me, wrapping her in a hug. "Tell me what happened."
All she does is nod and take out her phone, showing me this awful website and all the texts.
Fuming, I look at her "Who the fuck is doing this?"
"I-i don't know" She hiccups, still crying. "Jackson also called me slutty because I" She pauses looking down. "I was so hurt and I just didn't wanna care, I wanted to feel alive instead of this. So I stripped to my underwear and jumped in the water." She cries.
"What's wrong with me Tia?" She lets out a sob.
Hugging her tighter, I rub her back in soothing circles, letting her cry. "Nothing is wrong with you, Nothing at all. Jackson is an asshole and for the other people? They have to deal with me now. I have a good idea of who it is but I don't know for sure." Pausing, I let her go and lead us to my bed. "You're perfect Dawn, You're so beautiful and skinny and you have a way about yourself, you always bring others happiness and you're kind, caring and sweet. Too good for this world if you ask me. Don't let these assholes get to you. You're better then them."
She lets out another sob. "but even you call me fat and ugly."
"I'm jealous of you. If we're being honest. I'll never be as amazing as you, and I promise I'll never say that shit again. I didn't think it bothered you so much. I was stupid Dawn, I'm so, so sorry."
"I forgive you." She says calmly.
"Are you feeling better now?" I ask, concerned for her.
"A little, yeah. Thank you."
"Let me know if you get more messages and stay away from that site please." I move a strand of hair out of her face.
She nods. "Can I sleep here tonight?"
"What kind of friend would I be if I didn't let my best friend sleep over and raid the fridge with her?"
"A horrible one" She lets out a sweet laugh, finally smiling again.
Whenever she smiles it lights up any room she's in and her face. It makes her look absolutely radiant.
Does she really think so lowly of herself? Does she actually believe it when someone says she's anything less than beautiful?
Maybe all this time I should have been bringing her up and not putting her down...I really am a bad friend.