The next two days went by in a blur. I hardly got to see Blake, even at the cross country meet yesterday, but Jeremy was all over her. We barely spoke two words to each other, but I had other things on my mind.
What was I going to do? I couldn't let Jeremy just force her to do anything, but how was I going to stop him? I could beat the living daylights out of him, but I don't think I could bring myself to stop if I get started. Blake was too precious to lose like that. I could warn her about his plans, but what could I really say? Yeah, your boyfriend is going to force you to have s*x, what are you going to do about it? I don't think that would fly too well.
So I did the only thing I could think of: I went to take a shower.
Its lame, trust me I know, but it was a nice way to think. Then
