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CHAPTER NINE
I was surprised. Christian's house was nice on the outside, a contrast from how Lindsay described his bedroom. But then I remembered how Christian had too rooms, one here and one at his father's house due to his parent's divorce. Interesting.
"Alex??!" The front door opened, and their stood Christian.
I want to say he looked ugly, and that he was repulsed when he saw me.
But I can't.
He had on low riding blue jeans, a wife beater, and nothing else. The party was in full swing behind him, and he had a beer in one hand. Oh, and a sideways baseball cap on his head. His brow hair fell lightly onto his forehead, and his brown eyes shone with mischief and surprise. His muscles stood out in a taunting, tantalizing manner.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" He asked. He sounded happy and surprised instead of the pissed off and angry Christian I was used to. I don't know why, but at that moment I began to re-evaluate my opinion of him. Maybe he wasn't less hot than Scott, and he was certainly built. Scott still had that special edge. Oh God, I've got to forget about him.
"Come in man."
This was not what I expected.
He walked me into the house, where I was greeted by the popular elite. As I said, I AM popular; there are just a few bigots who hate me. Speaking of bigots...
"Alex, can I talk to you?" Christian asked.
"Um... sure." This was not playing out like I thought it would
We walked up the stairs, and came to the master bedroom. You could tell the party was in the final stages of craziness due to the amount of couples hiding away upstairs doing God knows what. He opened the door, to reveal a spacious bedroom with tray ceilings, and buttercup yellow walls. It had dark woods, and white linens, and a beautiful four poster bed that was being occupied by two horny teenagers.
"Get out guys." Christian said calmly.
They left the room blushing bright scarlet.
"Alex, I did something horrible a few nights ago." Christian began, his handsome face darkening. "I-I" his voice wavered. "I got pretty fucked up. And well, Lindsay was there and we...um...had sex. And I think It wasn't consensual."
Christian started crying. Am I freaking dreaming? I thought to myself. Any purple clouds or dead people with two heads floating around? No? Great, this is real. Now I feel bad for him! There goes my angry rant!
"I want to say I'm sorry." He said his eyes red. "I was going to ask your help during school, but I saw you on the front step."
"You raped my sister, and you want my help." I asked, dumbfounded.
"Yes. You're the only one who could get her to listen to me. I need to begin...making amends to people. I-Including you."
He took a wavering breath. And then he kissed me.
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