Chapter 18 The Incident
The Incident
By the time I was home, my plan was complete.
I was going to give Milo what he wanted.
The very thing that Erin wouldn’t give him.
Full sexual intercourse. I knew what to do, Kenny had shown me step by step.
Milo and I would do it. Then he would break up with Erin and I would be his girlfriend.
That would show Erin she couldn’t have everything she wanted.
Milo and I would keep it secret for a while, maybe a month.
And then we would tell everyone. And then, I would break up with him. Erin would be so mad.
I would have to change quickly. I knew the way Milo rang the doorbell. He always did two quick buzzes. He used to say, ‘a long buzz is aggressive’. He was gentle like that.
I wore my denim shorts, the ones I was only allowed to wear at the beach. And on top I wore a sleeveless shirt, tied up at the navel, and no bra. I’d used Erin’s make-up and did it the way she did, like Britney, lots of mascara and glossy lips.
That morning, I’d watched them through the hole in the wall over the mirror in my room.
I felt a kind of pulsing between my legs, a yearning, and now I had an opportunity.
My friends would have been shocked, but I wasn’t going to tell anybody, yet.
Milo liked me, I could tell. When I opened the door, he stepped back for a moment before entering.
‘Hi, Milo, Altman is shut because of some boiler problem. Erin’s out with Mom. She may be an hour or so. But she said for you to come in and wait. And here’s your book.’ I handed him the textbook he had left behind.
‘Well, hello to you, Daisy Duke. The whole school is shut down?’
Daisy Duke was a sexy character on an old TV show, The Dukes of Hazzard.
I knew immediately what he was thinking.
I didn’t answer his question. I was pleased.
I made us both coffee and then sat beside him on the couch.
I sat very close to him. I could feel the heat from his thigh on my bare leg.
We continued to chat about my plans to be a Broadway star and I looked deep into his eyes.
He looked uncomfortable. ‘Ruby, I don’t …
’ he said and attempted to move away. I moved quickly to straddle him.
I threw my arms around his neck and kissed his mouth, but his teeth were clamped shut.
He grabbed my shirt and pushed me away. I screamed and heard my shirt rip.
He stopped, shocked, but I smiled. One breast was exposed, and his eyes lingered there for a second before he turned his head away.
I put my arms around his neck again, but he pulled them up and away roughly, holding up my wrists in his fist. ‘What the hell are you doing, Ruby? Stop.’ I hadn’t expected any objection.