Around 5:30, Macy stirred, rolling over. As she looked at the time, she was suddenly wide awake. “Oh god I’m so sorry. I slept for such a long time!” she gasped but Raine just laughed.
“It’s fine. I’m glad you could get some sleep.” He patted down her messy hair and then kissed it.
“I wasted the whole day! And you were stuck watching the credits.”
“Macy, calm down its fine. Besides, I wasn’t watching the credits anyway.” He paused to let the sink in and then pulled the covers off of them. “But how about dinner?”
She still wasn’t convinced, a worried look on her face now. “Is anyone home?”
“Not that I know of.” He hadn’t heard a thing outside her room all day but she was apprehensive.
“Brandon’s fine … but I hope my mom’s not here.” She got up quickly, opening the door to peek out. Silence.
“See? Everything’s fine. Let’s go eat.”
Macy nodded, closing the door back. “Okay … but I really need to shower.”
“Sweatpants suit you,” he replied instantly as she laughed but shook her head.
“I’ll shower and you just … wait here.”
Raine sighed and nodded, knowing not to argue with her. She disappeared into the bathroom as he flipped on regular TV channels and found a random football game. But in truth, he wasn’t watching it. All he could think about was what would happen when Macy got out of the shower and walked back into her room. She didn’t take any clothes in there with her, which meant she had no clothes to put on except for her dirty ones she was taking off.
And he also knew how much Macy loved to flaunt, so he decided he just might have to walk out before losing it.
He waited until the water was off ten minutes later and then called in at her. “Macy! I’ll be waiting downstairs!”
But she answered back before he had time to disappear. “Wait.”
He was standing with his back against the closed door as she walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. “Macy ...” he focused on not looking at her directly. “I can’t be in here. I’ll just … I’ll just wait downstairs.”
“Don’t be silly, Raine. You’re my boyfriend, aren’t you?”
“Yes … but I promised myself I would keep this on a strictly PG13 level, so … I’ll be downstairs.” But he hadn’t moved an inch yet and she was already across the room in front of him.
“Strictly PG13 you say? Now what’s the fun in that?” She ran her hand down his arm, causing goose bumps to rise everywhere.
“Plenty of fun and you know it.” He was attempting to say that jokingly but his voice sounded stranded and he still couldn’t look at her.
After another minute he was losing his grip and getting to the point where he just couldn’t handle resisting anymore. Almost as a reflex, his hand tightened around Macy’s wrist and she immediately flinched, making him felt horrible. He let go of her and she dropped her hand quickly, taking a step back.
Her reaction made Raine feel like he had just morphed into another man named Dalton and couldn’t stand that idea. His voice came out in a whispered rush. “I’m sorry, okay? I … I … just can’t. You can’t do that. You don’t realize the effect you have on me … and I don’t want to do anything to hurt you. And I feel like doing that … or anything close to that will. Right now. Right now you … you don’t need that.”
“But I do.” Her voice was pleading him, contradicting the movements her body had made. “This is exactly what I want.”
“Macy!” he snarled as anger took over his words. “How could you … possibly want me, want anyone to touch you?! I don’t even know to the full extent what Dalton’s done to you, but I do know there are bruises on more than just your body. So don’t … don’t stand there and try to lie to me like you’re okay. I can’t even take it.”
Her voice was still soft even after his yelling. “Maybe … if you gave into what I want … and what you want too … I’d be—“
But he cut her off, “No. Just … just shut up. Now I know you’re lying.”
“Am I? Is that not what you want too? You’re a guy, aren’t you?” She didn't need to touch him this time. The questioning of his self-restraint was clear in her voice and not needed in her actions.
It sounded like Raine was struggling very hard to hold onto a normal tone of voice, whether from anger or something else, it was hard to tell. “I’m a guy, yes … but … don’t let that fool you into thinking all I want from you is sex. That’s actually the last thing I want from you.”
“Then what exactly do you want?!” It was almost as if she couldn’t stand both of them speaking quietly. He lowered his voice and Macy instantly raised hers.
But Raine didn't yell back. He simply shook his head silently, finally raising his face to look deeply into her eyes. “What do I want? I want you to be happy. And I want you to be happy with me. I wanna have a fun time this summer despite everything that has happened. I want you to be okay after everything has happened. I want you to know that I love you and … hope that you love me too. And … and that’s all."