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Eclipse	By : DAvalon Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Sum 41 Views: 1159 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Sum 41. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I hadn’t stopped running once I was safe inside of my room. I know I had fled like a wounded deer from his office but my gut instinct told me to get out of there so I had followed it. Even when a nurse had yelled at me to stop, I did not, not until I knew I was safe inside of the room. Dave and Steve were in there, looking at me with big eyes. Dave was sitting on his bed while Steve was standing on his.

“Are you okay?” Dave asked me. “What happened?”

“Yes. No. Is Dr. Reynolds always so… so….”

“Creepy?” Steve asked.

“No…”

“Nosy? Snoopy?”

“Why, what did he ask you?” Dave asked as he sat Indian style on his bed.

“I don’t really know.” I admitted as I slid down to the ground, my back resting against Dave’s dresser. “I just felt as if her were trying to get the best of me. As if he were trying to test me.”

“He’s not like that with me.” Steve told me perplexed. “All he ever wants to know is what’s going down. It’s always,” His voice deepened and his face changed, sounding and looking like an old man. “‘Steven, have you heard that so and so is planning so and so?’ or ‘Steven, have you heard anything about a rebellion’.” He stopped his pretending and threw his hands in the air. “Like I’m going to tell him even if I had heard of one.”

“Oh really. He always wants to know what’s going on in my life when I go there.”

“That’s cause your depressed! They always want to know that about depressed people.”

“Hey!” Dave through a playful punch at Steve. “It’s not like there is a lot going on here. I mean what am I supposed to say to questions like, ‘Dave, what have you been doing lately?’ Uhh, eating breakfast. They are stupid questions. He’s around here, he knows what I do.”

“You know what I think. I think that they are like the paparazzi or maybe the Nazis. They always want to know what’s going down.”

We all got a chuckle out of Steve’s thought on the matter. He seemed to be very overdramatic. It helped calm my jittery nerves. Laughing always made me calm down.

“On a serious note though Jay,” They had both begun to shorten my name. I found that I didn’t mind it. “You need to watch out. This place holds a lot of secrets and you don’t want to become in the middle of them.” Dave finished with a smile. “In the meantime though, lets go check out what’s on the menu for recreation.”

It was week later that I realized first hand the extent of all their warnings. Ever since I had been here, they had given me warnings and I was confused by them. When it happened, I was in the bathroom, standing at the urinal, minding my own business. A nurse had walked inside but I wasn’t paying attention to him. Just like the showers, there were certain rules. Always look ahead at the wall, always make sure that there is at least one urinal space between you, never talk, and if there is only one urinal left but it is between two people, you go in a stall. Those were the rules for every male. That is why it pissed me off when this guy stood right next to me and began to do his business.

“Hello, are you new here?”

He had tried to make conversation with me but I ignored him. It made me feel uncomfortable. If he was not going to use proper urinal characteristics it didn’t mean I was not going to.

“Why are you not talking to me? Think your too good?”

I still ignored the man, noting how his tone was getting angry since I was ignoring him. I was just finished when it happened. While I was not paying attention, the man had pulled his pants up and was behind me, placing a hand on my hip. Whirling around and away from the man, I found myself with my back against the wall.

“Somethinong ong sweetheart?”

The man in front of me was nothing short of a tank. He was huge. Towering over me about a head taller, I was about six feet myself, and a body that was both muscular and fit.

“Your new here, ain’t ya?” He smiled at me, revealing teeth that were in desperate need of a good brushing. “Well, I’m Bruce and I’ll be your welcoming committee.” He laughed at his own joke, his voice deep and rough. It chilled me to the bone. “Now where were we?” His eyes were wild, untamed and focused on me.

I was so petrified at that moment I had not heard the bathroom door open. All I could focus on was the large mammoth in front of me, his hands reaching for me, trying to defile me. The attack was so sudden, I had barely enough time to blink before Bruce was on the floor in front of me, a very angry Dereck on top of him beating him harshly with his fists.

“You mother fucking bastard!” The boy was yelling, accenting each phrase that burst forth from his lips with a fist to the mans face or chest. “You fucking bastard! You sick ass mother fucker!....”

I could only watch with wide eyes as the boy attacked the man, screaming obscenities. Dereck had seemed so small but it was then I realized he was stronger than he looked. Suddenly it dawned on me that I should get out of there, needed to get out of there. Pulling up my pants and boxers, I ran toward the door, wanting nothing more than to escape from the scene and place. I stopped at the door and looked back, Dereck was now climbing off the unconscious man, his brown eyes glaring daggers of hate at him.

He walked over toward me. “Are you alright?” He asked me.

“I… I…”

“Let’s get out of here.” He muttered as he gripped my arm and all but drug me down the hall and into our room. I was in such shock I had not noticed. All I could think about was Bruce, his words, his eyes and how they were filled with lust, all trained toward me.

“Were here.”

Dereck’s voice seemed so far away and my sight was beginning to get hazy. I was brought too with a slap to the face. The boy who had saved me stood in front of me, his intense eyes looking at my face for signs that I was with him.

“Are you alright? Answer me. Are you alright?”

“He… I… he was going to… he was going to rape me.” I choked out, finding myself feeling nauseated at the thought.

Nodding Dereck answered me. “Yeah, I know. He’s like that.” He muttered, his eyes finding the floor to be of more interest than myself. I vaguely wondered how he knew this but didn’t question him.

“He was going to rape me.”

Dereck’s eyes immediately looked back toward my face. “Your going into shock. Go lie down in your bed. I’ll make sure no body comes in here.” He told me as he gently pushed me toward my bed.

I laid down amongst the covers, curling into as much as a ball as I could, finding myself feeling a little more comforted than not. More than anything, I wanted to go home. I wanted my mother. I wanted her cool embrace, her hands running through my hair as I laid my head on her lap and her soothing and comforting words. Telling me that everything would be okay and that nothing like that would ever happen to me again. But I would get none of that here. Tears sprung to my eyes and a sob forced its way toward my lips. I was stuck here in this horrible place with Bruce and Dr. Reynolds and everyone else here.

“It’s okay to cry.” Dereck informed me from his spot on his bed, turning his eyes away from the door and towards me. “I will not think any different of you.”

So I cried.
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