Tour of Our Lives, chapter 5
The guy shoved me against the wall, my screams unheard. He shoved off his pants along with mine. He hit me as I tried to squirm out of his grip. He forced himself into me, bringing pain in every thrust. Through all of this, I hoped Nate was okay. The guy kneed me in the stomach one more time. He then disappeared into the dark night. I frantically pulled up my pants, sobbing. I ran around the building to see Nate holding his chest. He was shot right next to the heart.
"G-get me t-to the h-hospital n-now." He said, couching.
I quickly grabbed his arm. Thank god the hospital was a block away. We soon got there and I watched as they took Nate to the intensive care unit. I cried silently in the waiting room
"You can come see him now, we're afraid that he only has a few minutes." She said as I sobbed louder. She rubbed my back as she led me to room 450.
"He's in there," she said, pointing to the room. I slowly nodded as she led me in. Nate was up, just barely.
"Nate, oh my god." I sobbed as I hugged. He weakly hugged me back.
"Oh, fuck, Nate don't leave. I love you!" I sobbed. I felt warm tears on my neck.
"I-I love y-you. M-move on, l-live y-your life." He said, before the machine stopped beeping. He was dead.
"Nate." I whispered. The doctors rushed into the room and told me kindly to get out. I silently walked back to the hotel. The door was locked. I knocked on it, but no one answered. They must have been asleep. Someone finally answered the door, Kirin and Tre.
"Chelsea, what's wrong? Why are you bleeding? Where's Nate?" Tre asked, ushering me into the building. He sat me down on the couch, me sobbing heavily into his shirt. He rubbed my back. I told him the story and they just sat there.
"You mean, you were raped, and Nate is gone?" Kirin sobbed. Sean appeared out of nowhere and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek, as did Kas.
"I heard everything, fuck man, I'm so sorry." Kas said, sincerely. Billie woke up, not too happily.
"Chelsea, what the fuck? Do you know how late it is? Did you lose Nate along with your mind?" he asked angrily. Everyone just stood there, not believing what came out of Billie's mouth. He had a weird look on his face.
"What the fuck?" he asked with a confused look on his face. I had enough of him and got up. I looked straight into his eyes and slapped his as hard as I could, which was pretty fucking hard, across the face.
"What the hell is your problem?" he asked, holding his face. I sobbed harshly and made my way out of the door, running.
"What the hell is her problem?" he asked, pointing at the door. Tre glared at him, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.
"I don't know. She just got raped, Nate was shot and died, she was locked out of the hotel, and to top it all off, you yelled at her." Tre spat, angrily. Billie stood there, dumbfounded.
"What?" he coughed. Tre shoved him a little.
"You heard me." He sad. Billie to a shaky breathe.
"Fuck, oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'm such an asshole." Billie sobbed, looking down.
"Tell us something we don't know." Kirin said, chewing her fingernails. Something was up.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked Kirin. Kirin looked at her.
"Remember why she was in the mental home for some time?" Kirin asked. Rachel look confused at first, but then had a scared look on her face.
"What? What's wrong?" Mike asked. Kirin and Rachel exchanged glances.
"Chelsea is a third degree suicide patient." Michelle said, now remembering. Tre gulped.
"Shit, we'd better find her." Said Kas, finding his jacket.
I stumbled out of the bar, giggling lightly. I called a cab and it took me back to the hotel. When I got there, people were looking in phone books and some people weren't there at all.
"Hey guys, w-what *hiccup* up?" I laughed. They looked at me, relieved.
"Oh Chelsea, thank god you're all right!" they said. I just raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I'm grreeatt!" I said, imitating Tony the Tiger. They all just looked at me before I passed.
I awoke with a headache. I sat up and held my head. What the fuck did I do last night? I suddenly remembered what happened. Nate died. There was a knock at the door. I opened it and there stood Billie.
"What do you want?" I spat. He sighed and rubbed his temple.
"To give you this," he paused, holding up a medicine bottle, "and to say I'm sorry." He finished. I nodded and grabbed the bottle.
"Thanks and you're forgiven." I said and smiled. He nodded.
"The concert is cancelled." He said, scratching his neck. I nodded.
"That's just fucking great." I sighed, rubbing my forehead. Billie had a sympathetic look in his eyes.
"Do you want to go to the park with me and the kids?" he asked. I shook my head.
"For once, I have no energy." I said. Billie nodded.
"I'll see you later then." He said, going back outside. I sighed and lay down on my bed, and cried for the first time that day. I started to have flashbacks of the rape. Then I remembered. He didn't use protection. I quickly got out of bed and ran into the living room.
"Where are you going?" Kas asked. I grabbed the keys and my wallet.
"To get a pregnancy test." I said in monotone. He nodded.
"Alright." He said, feeling sorry for me. I sadly nodded and got in the car. I drove off the nearest pharmacy, got out and went inside, where I went to the 'womanly things.' I got the most expensive box and went to the counter and paid for it. The young man checked it and put it in a small paper bag, and then he looked up at her face.
"You're Chelsea woods, from Rosetta Stone." He said, smiling. I nodded.
"Would you like and autograph or something?" I asked. He nodded. I took the nearest napkin I could find and gave it to him.
"Have a nice day!" he called as I said the same thing to him. I got back in my car and drove off. Back at the hotel, I took the pregnancy test. I waited ten minutes and watched the pink line come up.
Negative
I sighed and went back to bed, only to have nightmares about the rape.
"G-get me t-to the h-hospital n-now." He said, couching.
I quickly grabbed his arm. Thank god the hospital was a block away. We soon got there and I watched as they took Nate to the intensive care unit. I cried silently in the waiting room
"You can come see him now, we're afraid that he only has a few minutes." She said as I sobbed louder. She rubbed my back as she led me to room 450.
"He's in there," she said, pointing to the room. I slowly nodded as she led me in. Nate was up, just barely.
"Nate, oh my god." I sobbed as I hugged. He weakly hugged me back.
"Oh, fuck, Nate don't leave. I love you!" I sobbed. I felt warm tears on my neck.
"I-I love y-you. M-move on, l-live y-your life." He said, before the machine stopped beeping. He was dead.
"Nate." I whispered. The doctors rushed into the room and told me kindly to get out. I silently walked back to the hotel. The door was locked. I knocked on it, but no one answered. They must have been asleep. Someone finally answered the door, Kirin and Tre.
"Chelsea, what's wrong? Why are you bleeding? Where's Nate?" Tre asked, ushering me into the building. He sat me down on the couch, me sobbing heavily into his shirt. He rubbed my back. I told him the story and they just sat there.
"You mean, you were raped, and Nate is gone?" Kirin sobbed. Sean appeared out of nowhere and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek, as did Kas.
"I heard everything, fuck man, I'm so sorry." Kas said, sincerely. Billie woke up, not too happily.
"Chelsea, what the fuck? Do you know how late it is? Did you lose Nate along with your mind?" he asked angrily. Everyone just stood there, not believing what came out of Billie's mouth. He had a weird look on his face.
"What the fuck?" he asked with a confused look on his face. I had enough of him and got up. I looked straight into his eyes and slapped his as hard as I could, which was pretty fucking hard, across the face.
"What the hell is your problem?" he asked, holding his face. I sobbed harshly and made my way out of the door, running.
"What the hell is her problem?" he asked, pointing at the door. Tre glared at him, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.
"I don't know. She just got raped, Nate was shot and died, she was locked out of the hotel, and to top it all off, you yelled at her." Tre spat, angrily. Billie stood there, dumbfounded.
"What?" he coughed. Tre shoved him a little.
"You heard me." He sad. Billie to a shaky breathe.
"Fuck, oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'm such an asshole." Billie sobbed, looking down.
"Tell us something we don't know." Kirin said, chewing her fingernails. Something was up.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked Kirin. Kirin looked at her.
"Remember why she was in the mental home for some time?" Kirin asked. Rachel look confused at first, but then had a scared look on her face.
"What? What's wrong?" Mike asked. Kirin and Rachel exchanged glances.
"Chelsea is a third degree suicide patient." Michelle said, now remembering. Tre gulped.
"Shit, we'd better find her." Said Kas, finding his jacket.
I stumbled out of the bar, giggling lightly. I called a cab and it took me back to the hotel. When I got there, people were looking in phone books and some people weren't there at all.
"Hey guys, w-what *hiccup* up?" I laughed. They looked at me, relieved.
"Oh Chelsea, thank god you're all right!" they said. I just raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I'm grreeatt!" I said, imitating Tony the Tiger. They all just looked at me before I passed.
I awoke with a headache. I sat up and held my head. What the fuck did I do last night? I suddenly remembered what happened. Nate died. There was a knock at the door. I opened it and there stood Billie.
"What do you want?" I spat. He sighed and rubbed his temple.
"To give you this," he paused, holding up a medicine bottle, "and to say I'm sorry." He finished. I nodded and grabbed the bottle.
"Thanks and you're forgiven." I said and smiled. He nodded.
"The concert is cancelled." He said, scratching his neck. I nodded.
"That's just fucking great." I sighed, rubbing my forehead. Billie had a sympathetic look in his eyes.
"Do you want to go to the park with me and the kids?" he asked. I shook my head.
"For once, I have no energy." I said. Billie nodded.
"I'll see you later then." He said, going back outside. I sighed and lay down on my bed, and cried for the first time that day. I started to have flashbacks of the rape. Then I remembered. He didn't use protection. I quickly got out of bed and ran into the living room.
"Where are you going?" Kas asked. I grabbed the keys and my wallet.
"To get a pregnancy test." I said in monotone. He nodded.
"Alright." He said, feeling sorry for me. I sadly nodded and got in the car. I drove off the nearest pharmacy, got out and went inside, where I went to the 'womanly things.' I got the most expensive box and went to the counter and paid for it. The young man checked it and put it in a small paper bag, and then he looked up at her face.
"You're Chelsea woods, from Rosetta Stone." He said, smiling. I nodded.
"Would you like and autograph or something?" I asked. He nodded. I took the nearest napkin I could find and gave it to him.
"Have a nice day!" he called as I said the same thing to him. I got back in my car and drove off. Back at the hotel, I took the pregnancy test. I waited ten minutes and watched the pink line come up.
Negative
I sighed and went back to bed, only to have nightmares about the rape.
