Torturous Triangle

Saturday

It's Saturday.

Which means, we're going to the beach today.

I don't mind the beach but I hate going into the water, it freaks me out. All that waste thrown in, the potential shark attacks. I'm not paranoid. I'm realistic. These attacks have happened on our coast and I do not want to risk my life. I'm more of a pool girl. I get dressed easily, I'm not going into the water so no need for a swimming costume. Just a simple 3 quarter black tights and a loose pink tee. And I'm ready.

I walk to the back yard to pack my bag into the car. I hadn't noticed when someone had jumped over the neighbor's wall. Soon, my mouth was covered and someone was spinning me around. I swear, if I was able too, I would have screamed bloody murder. Then someone whispered close to my ear "relax, it's just me." I immediately calmed down at Zach's voice and he set me on my feet. I whirled around and glared at him with utter annoyance.

"seriously Zach!, you're an ass." and I stepped to head back into the house. He made a grab for my hand but I was quick to deflect. I made to leave again, and this time I wasn't quick enough. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards the car.

"what Zach? Do you want to throw accusations at me again?" I questioned him. He looked at me with a softness in his eyes that made me regret my words. "no, I wanted to apologize. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those things to you. I don't know why I did. Seeing them here caught me off guard." he said, sincerity in voice. I softened, "it's OK. Don't worry about it, what time do we leave? I asked. He looked up and saw something." uhm.. Right now. " he abruptly let go of my hand and pointed at Mick walking towards us.

" ready? " Mick asked excitedly. I just shrugged. Avery, Asher and Zach are trying to figure out how we were going to sit in the car. The obvious thing would be for me to sit in the passenger seat but oh no, these boys were beyond understanding. So I wait for them to decide.

"OK," Avery begins "I'm driving, Zach in the front with me, Asher, Ava and Mick the back." I groaned inwardly, was I expecting anything different?? Nope!

Fifteen minutes into our drive, I'm currently sitting between Asher and Mick. And I hate it. Mick is officially a perv in my books. As soon as Asher had fallen asleep, Mick had crossed his arms and began stroke my arm with his finger. I had froze for the 1st few second then turn and glared at him with disgust and said "stop" loud enough for him to hear but without causing a scene with Avery. Mick just smirked. He moved his hands lower, I shift away from him and he leaned closer to me. What a creep. His finger then started tracing circles on the side of my thigh. I wanted to cry. I kept pushing his hand away and he kept coming back. I began to ignore his finger, trying to focus on anything else but his disgusting filthy finger. And then he did the most scary thing yet, he place his whole hand on my thigh and began to slide his hand down. I panicked. Literally having an internal struggle. I couldn't take it. I screamed, "stop the car!" and that did it, he removed his hand. Zach turned to look at me, "what, why?" he asked. I looked down at my fingers and then at him, "please?" was all I could say.

I got out of the car as fast as I could and began hyperventilating, trying to get in all the oxygen I could. Zach came over with Avery to see what had happened to me. Breath Ava, breath. Better yet, punch him in the gut! I was livid! But explaining what had happened to Avery, would be a disaster. He was as difficult as a tree trunk. Maybe I could speak to Asher, he'd understand and take me home. I walked to the car, Asher was still sleeping. So my only other option was Zach. Mick and Zach are best friends, would he believe me?

"Zach, can I speak to you?" I approached him while fidgeting with my fingers, he looked over at Avery and Mick. "sure," he said and followed me, "what's up Ava?"

"can you please switch seats with me?" I pleaded, "why? What happened?" he looked at me with so much concern, if I hadn't been having a panic attack, I'd be melting. "I... uhm.. I'll tell you all about it later, can you just switch with me please??" he said ok and I smiled, grateful that at least, he would swap seats with me, even if he doesn't believe me later.