Love by Numbers

You are my one and Only

After 4 days of home quarentine I was able to go back to school. Henry waited for me outside of the school. When I came up to him he grabbed me and picked me up. He was getting so strong! I am a little chubby so he is very strong. I catch him looking at my breasts and licking his lips. He loves grabbing my hips to draw me close to him. I can tell he enjoys my curves. I am starting to grow out of all my clothes from my childhood. I texted my mother and father asking for money for clothes as I had a growth spurt and my clothes were not fitting. Both only texted back "k". I warrant a letter in both of their books. I sigh sadly and Henry catches my face in his hands and then i smile at him. " Is it the parental funding source?", Henry asked. I shook my head yes and handed him my phone. I didn't feel like explaining and he seemed to get it and handed my phone back. He then said, "You are so great! How can they be so cold to such a good daugher?" He grabbed my hand and we walked to first period. When we walked in the class holding hands everyone noticed and they all said "ooh" and " like that was inevitable " Well good. Henry announced, " I am here to let everyone know this, Crystal is mine! And I am hers! That is all." The class clapped. I blushed and we got settled in to our desks. The teacher was late. She is never late. In walks a man that is very handsome and did not look like he belonged in a school. "Hi. My name is Mr. Honeycutt and I will be filling in for your teacher today as she is not available today." There were a few girls making sexy comments over him but at roll call he lingered on my name Crystal and Henry did not like it one bit. Henry sat up in his chair straighter and put a hand on my thigh possessively as the teacher asked me strange questions to just keep me talking I think. They were like, "How many siblings do you have. Are your eyes blue I can not see the color from here?" With his last question he started walking towards us and as he did Henry looked like he was going to lung at the teacher if he got too close. The teacher said, "Nope Brown" and then continued with how we are going to learn today about recessive traits today and how eye color is tricky. He finished roll call and then the lesson and I kept catching him glancing at me and Henry. I leaned into Henry to calm him and I whispered in his ear, "Do you know this teacher? He keeps looking at you? " He gritted his teeth and said, "No. He is looking at you and I don't like it." " Yeah right" is all I said and continued with the lesson. I said, " You are the only one I have eyes for." I do not know where that came from but it calmed Henry down and the teacher didn't look back at us.

Class ended and it was interesting for sure. Mr. Honeycutt kept you interested about the lesson. When the bell rang, Henry grabbed my hand and was taking me out to go to lunch when Mr. Honeycutt stopped us. "Hey there, can I speak with you for a minute?" He was looking at me, not Henry. Henry growled! I mean Grrr. My head snapped to Henry. A look of shock etched on my face and he looked fierce. What si going on? I looked back to Mr. Honeycutt and said, " Yeah sure." and Henry held my hand tighter. The teacher gave Henry a look like please go but when he didn't go anywhere the teacher turned to me. "I used to live here but had to move away a time back. You look very familiar but you can't be her so can you please tell me who your mother is?" Henry loosened his grip. Now it made perfect sense why Mr. Honeycutt kept looking at me. I reminded him of someone. I responded," My moms name is Sophia". His eyebrows shot up. "Waite. How old are you?" Mr. Honeycutt was waiting for my response but Henry was tugging on my arm towards the door. "We are going to be late and not ha enough

time to eat our lunch. Come on!" I waved goodbye and smiled at Mr. Honeycutt. When we got to the lunch room Henry let go of my hand and the turned be to face him but putting his hands on my shoulders. " I don't like him. Don't ever tall to him without me." What in the hell is going on? I blinked at him, took a deep breath and said, " What is your problem? You announce that I am hours and now teachers can't even talk to me?" I pause for effect of my next words to sink in then I say, " If this is how dating you is going to be than I think we should just stay friends." I tried to get out of his grip but he squeezed harder. I am in pain and making faces. I start to try to turn and shake his hands off me but he refuses. He is so mad but guess what, so am I. Henry guides to the hallway and pins me to the wall letting go of my shoulders which were now sore. He had me trapped. I have never seen him like this! Never! He grunted, "Mine" and then forced a rough kiss on me. No no no this is not my first kiss in my dreams. It was forced and painful. I began to cry silently. Slowly he calmed down but did not separate from my lips. What had he done? Ruined this moment forever. I wanted it. Dreamed about it but it was never like this! He pulled away and his face was hard to read. Sorry. upset. disgust . I sobbed and ran straight to the office. I would be safe there right? He didn't follow me. The office lady jumped when I slammed the door. I didn't mean to use so much force. "My dear what is the matter?" " Ms. Martin, can you call my mom? I don't think I can stay here the rest of the day something bad has happened." She asked, "Are you ok dear?" I said, " I will be but I need to go home right now." " Well since you have never ever asked to call your parents I will let you use the phone. Are you sure you don't want to talk to the principle or something?" " No Ms. Martin. I need to call my mom." I am not sure where my school bag is and my phone is in it so Ms. Martin looked up my moms number on my emergency card. The card was pristine because they have never had to use it before. On the 3rd ring she pics up with a sleepy, "Hello?". "Mom can you come get from the school office. Something has happened and I can hit stay here anymore." She just said, "Alright. I can be there in 20 minutes." I responded, "Ok. Thank You." I hung up the phone and thanked Ms. Martin and sat in a chair to waite for my mom. She arrived as promised but it only took 15 minutes. Her hair was a mess but dressed perfectly in a white sheet blouse, grey pencil skirt and cream pattern leather heals. She went straight to the desk signed the papers for early release and we left. As I was leaving with my mom, Henry was passing class and saw me leave out the door. I could feel it was him. His heart was racing I could feel it buy how could it? I hurried to my moms car but she did not increase her speed. Her shoes prevented that and she still looked like she was asleep. We both hear a man's voicing calling my moms name. I am now to the car door and getting inside. My mom stopped and turned. It was Mr. Honeycutt. He was smiling and greeting my mother. She seemed confused but then he said something and she began to laugh. He reached out an touched her hair and she let him. They were definately flirting. Mom was blushing and he couldn't take him eyes away. I beeped the horn of the car because I saw Henry leaving by the side door to come this way. Mom hurry. Mom jumped from the horn and put her pointer finger up to gesture for one minute please. She started walking backwards and excusing herself. When she got in the car she started asking me what was my problem but then she saw Henry stalking towards the car and the look of fear on my face. No words were needed. She started the car and drove off. I turned to watch and Mr. Honeycutt had stopped Henry from going any further and was directing him to go back into the school. Thank you Mr. Honeycutt! I turned back in my seat and let out a sigh. My mom glanced at me then back at the road. We aren't talkers in the family but I thought she would ask something. When we pulled up to the house I got out an ran inside to the kitchen. Yes the kitchen. My stomach was in knots and needed water. My mom came in and closed the door behind her she followed me into the kitchen. I sat in a kitchen chair and she decided to sit across from me at the kitchen table. I took 3 sips of water and they she spoke. " So tell me." I sighed and started explain what happened since she got the note about me staying home and how strange Henry was about Mr. Honeycutt staring at me because I look like her. She miles at that but when I said he hurt me and forced a kiss on me she was so mad. Not dad and her arguing like huffing mad. She didn't know what to say or do so he pounded the table with her first and then gave me a sorry look. Or maybe it was I am sorry you had to go through that look. I haven't had a lot of people contact so I have trouble ready faces. I began to feel sad for myself sitting there. I loved Henry. What happened to him? I few tears started to fall down my cheeks. My mom stood up, smoothed out her skirt and walked over to the phone. I was confused. She dialed and then I understood. She had called her father, my grandfather. "Dad this is Sophia. You had been offering to take Crystal into your home and send her to a private school. I think it is time for that. She would like to start right away. Can that be done?" She was silent. I am sure he was responding. She hung the phone up and told me to pack everything I wanted to keep because when I move out she is moving out with me. What? She explained further that grandfather has had my dad followed for many months now and he has another family that most of his time is spent with and he has not been showing up at the company. "When I move with you we will both be free. The courts are already in motion but your father doesnt know yet. This house will go up for sale as it is in the company's name and your father will no longer be working for the company. I was going to waite until this school year ended but the times table just got moved up. Your grandfather can not waite to see you!." This was so much to take in so I stay silent and let it all sink in. " Will I never return to this town?" That is all that I could ask. Will I never see Henry again? My heart hurt. I wanted to cry some more. My mom saw the distress on my face. She reached over and cupped my cheek with her hand and said, "All the bad memories will be just that....bad memories. There will be no reason to return."