Tolerating The Player

My eyes fluttered when the bright sun rays met my eyes, I managed to adapt to the light in the room as I scanned through the room. It didn’t look like my room nor did it look like Maya’s.

There were posters of rock bands and a guitar hung all around the wall; It looked like a typical boy’s room. The thought of me being in a boy’s room brought back memories from the party. I soon started to remember some things even though they were really hard to remember.

One thing I very well remembered was the fact that Frank had set me up for Aurora and climbed on top of me to rape me, I tried to kick him in the groin but failed as a mighty slap landed on my cheeks and everything went blank. That was the only thing I could remember.

I was starting to panic on how I got here, I was scared I could be in Frank’s room after what he did to me at the party. It was hard for me to believe the fact that my best friend’s so-called boyfriend raped me.

With tears building up in my eyes I tried to stand up from the bed but a loud thud struck inside my head making me fall back on the bed after making a loud noise. The headache was so unbearable that I couldn’t even move any inch of my body in fear of triggering the ache in my head.

I heard loud footsteps coming towards the room as I winced in pain. I hoped to not come face to face with Frank because I would make sure to spit on that face of his.

The door clicked open and I shut my eyes close not wanting to see who it was.

“Isabella what happened? I heard you screaming!” I heard a concerned familiar voice as I opened my eyes to see Xavier standing In front of me with looks of concern on his face and a glass of water with pain reliefs on his hand.

“Xavier!” I exclaimed in joy as I saw him but immediately flinched in pain. I didn’t notice when I stood up from the bed and pulled his neck into a hug. He had to raise his hands to avoid the water spilling on the bed.

“Xavier!” I cried as I pulled his head closer to mine, the tears that had been building up in my eyes finally found the opportunity to release themselves on his body. He gently placed the glass beside the bed as he hugged me back tightly.

“It’s okay, I’m here now” he cooed while patting my hair. The ache in my head was still there but that didn’t matter anymore.

“Hey you can’t cry anymore, you’re running a temperature” he pulled back from the hug and I wiped the tears off my face with my palm.

“I’m fine” I said as I tried to feign a smile but it didn’t work as I broke down again. I hated being like this especially in front of a boy but right now I couldn’t help myself from not crying in his presence.

“Take this so you’ll feel better” he handed over the pain relief and water and in no time I gulped it down.

“You saw the video?” I asked, referring to the video of Frank on me and how he raped me. Maybe that was how he found me.

“No, I stopped them on time” he sighed.

“If I had been there earlier then he wouldn’t have gotten the chance to lay his hands on you, I’m sorry” he apologized and this was sincerely the most kind hearted person I have ever known.

“So he didn’t get his way with me?” I asked with a little bit of hope and he looked up to bring his eyes to mine. I felt a feeling of relief and excitement at the thought of Frank not having anything to do with me. I was glad he didn’t have sex with me.

“I wouldn’t have forgiven myself if he did” he replied and I couldn’t contain the excitement in me as I pulled him closer for a hug but he took it the wrong way as our lips connected. It was a short kiss because I broke it really fast with a forced smile on my face.

“I think you should rest” he stood up from the bed perhaps feeling awkward too as he left the room. I took this as an opportunity to calm down the thud in my head. It was such a relief to know that no one had sex with me.

I tried to sleep but every time I was about to sleep, I suddenly remembered last night’s horror and opened my eyes. I wasn’t still okay with the fact that they saw my nakedness and he almost slid into me.

I managed to not think about the disturbing incident as I closed my eyes shut hoping the memory won’t come to my head while I think of other things.

“Please don’t!” I yelled as my eyes opened wide, I had fallen asleep but the trauma from last night wouldn’t let me sleep. Sweat was all over my body as I was breathing loudly. Xavier ran into the room to check on me but found me breathing really hard on the bed. I tried to stop myself but I couldn’t and before I knew it I started to cry again.

The only thing that could make me truly happy right now Is if I forget about what happened because the images are not nice to be remembered. My mind suddenly drifted to Maya.

“Where’s Maya?” It was the only thing I could say to I’m as I managed to wipe the tears off my face.

“I haven’t informed her yet” he sat down beside me on the bed as he stroked my hair gently. It was comforting but I really needed to meet Maya, she was my only friend and the fact her boyfriend did this to me was something I can’t keep away from her.

“Can you call her over?” I asked and he stared at me for a while before nodding his head. He wanted to protest or complain about something but decided not to talk as he dialed Maya’s number.

I impatiently waited as the phone rang and soon before the ring ended she picked up the phone.

“Hey” Xavier greeted and put the phone on a loudspeaker.

“Xavier I’m so done for, I can’t seem to find Isabella anywhere” she cried from the other side of the phone. Xavier tilted his head to look at me before returning his face to the phone.

“Isabella is with me” he said and I heard her exhale a sigh of relief.

“Why didn’t you call me to tell me earlier you punk!” She cussed as she laughed-cried.

“You don’t know how worried I have been since last night, what would I have told my mum” she yelled really loudly.

“I’m sorry but something serious happened and she would like to speak with you in person, can you come over to my house right now?” Xavier cut her off her sentence but as soon as he said this, the phone went silent.

“You there?” Xavier asked to confirm if she was still on the phone.

“Yeah but there’s a problem, I can’t make it there right now but I’ll be there in a few hours time…. is that okay?” She asked and Xavier raised his head to face mine asking if I was okay with her coming later. I nodded my head even though I wasn’t okay with it

I was in that state where I needed my best friend more than anything, I couldn’t think of a reason why she wouldn’t want to meet me especially after she had been searching for me. I thought she would be excited and come right over but I guess her attitude changed. What if the stupid Frank does something similar to what he did to me to her.

“Okay it’s fine, but be here soon” Xavier replied before ending the call. I flashed a smile at him even though it was feigned and he seemed to notice.

“You don’t have to worry too much, I’m here for you” he assured and pulled my head to rest on his shoulders. I tried to fall asleep but the fear of dreaming about the incident made me keep myself awake.

“Have anyone ever told you that you look more beautiful when you’re happy so smile for me and no I’m asking for a genuine smile” he said almost immediately after I feigned a smile and we both laughed for real.

He made me food to eat and I thought I wasn’t hungry at first when he asked if I would eat but the moment I smelled the food and saw it beside me I knew I was hungry. I never knew Xavier could cook this much and I was starting to think all boys can cook even though I only know two.

I rushed the food as soon as the tray got to my lap with the dangerous hunger I hadn’t felt earlier on. After eating he decided that we watched a movie in the room to cheer me up.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

After scrolling through Netflix in search of what to watch he finally stumbled across a movie that seemed paranormal but we decided to give it a shot.

Mid way through the movie we both heard a loud bang on Xavier’s door and it was getting louder and forceful by the second.

Xavier decided to check on who it was as he left the room for the door with a slight annoyance on his face. I would also be offended if some rude person bangs on my door that way.

“Where the hell is my Bella!” I heard a gruff voice roaring from downstairs and before I could think of the owner of the voice I heard a loud thud and it seemed like blows were being thrown.

Despite the ache that was thudding in my head I stood up from the bed to see what was happening and my face fell at the sight of the person.