WARNING: some abuse in this chapter
Persephone POV:
'Look what we have here'
I look up to see two handsome men. One had dirty blonde hair which was in a messy style and the other guy had dark brown hair and a buzz cut.
'What are u guys doing here' Leo
'Oh nothing much we just decided to get some ice cream, like any normal person does' says the blonde one
'Hmmm sure' Leo mumbles
'What can't two fully grown men can't get ice-cream what are you trying to say are you judging us' he gasps. The man with the buzz cut beside him starts birding up laughing.
'Ughh fine yes we followed you here , you happy now' he blondey says
What followed is why would tow random men be following us I'm guessing they were Leo's formed but they didn't go to are school.
'I just realised I never got your name I'm Sam' he grinned.
'Uhhh I'm stephe' I mumble I was quite shy informs of new people
'Are you not going to say hi?' Sam says to the buzz cut guy
'I'm Logan' he says, I noticed through the time I spent with him he was very intimidating and didn't speak much. Unlike Sam who would never shout up not that I disliked it tho I found him quite funny.
'Well time to go now' Leo says
'Ok' i chirp. 'What time is it?'
'Uhhh it's about 6:30 why?' He says
A sudden wave of panic hits me I normally make food for my father at 6:30. He's going to know I have been out and be so mad. I need to go quick.
Leo clearly sees the worry on my face. 'Are you ok!' He asks
'We need to go now!' I rush out of the parlour and quickly hop on the motorbike.
Go.go!,GO I yell
In around 5 mins we get ' to the top of my street' i quick how off the bike and run not giving Leo a second glance. I did feel horrible not saying thank you for the ride or good bye but I didn't have any time to lose. I run to the other street and into my rusty house.
I slowly creep over to the kitchen to start cooking. All of a sudden I see him sitting on the stool waiting for me.
'Now where were u girl' he spits
'Uhhh I was j-just out with a f-friend' I stutter, I start to fumble with my fingers avoiding eye contact
'What did I yell tell you brat, I said no going out with friends and also dinner at 6:30 it's 6:40. I want my dinner!'
'Uhhh I W-will make I-it now'
'To late u little t*rd I already make myself a sandwich.'
He slowly walks up to me and suddenly. Slaps me on the face hard. Tears start welling up in my eyes. Then again and again and again and so on until I was on the floor begging him to stop.
As soon as he stops I run off to my room locking the door.
I jump on the bed under the covers trying to forget what just happened.
I try to sleep as best as I can but because it was only 7:30 I could get my self to drift off.
I slowly creepy over to the bathroom. And look at my left in the mirror the cheeks were swollen and you could see bruises start to appear all over by body.
I was disgusting and ugly. I didn't deserve to hang out with someone like Leo. My father was right I don't deserve anything I land I should just die.
At that very moment in time I wished my life would just end but I knew I would never have the gut to do it.
Leo: POV
As soon as I saw the panic on her face whan I told her the time I was confused. Why would she need to get back now.
Did she have a curfew? Want it a bit early at 6:30 maybe it was just strict parents.
However, why would she be that worried for just getting a telling off.
We arrive at her house and she doesn't even look back to say goodbye she just runs down the street to her house.
She didn't even say goodbye. I was quite hurt that she couldn't bare minute to say thank you but she really must not like getting told off.
I don't mind though I still loved spending time with her. Seeing her big eyes light up with joy when she sees things she loves and how she twitches her nose when she's really concentrating.
I ride back home thinking about how she's doing. Tomorrow I will have to ask her why she was so worried.
I care about her, I even think I might like her?
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This is probably how long chapters are going to be now everyone who has wrote a little story like this can maybe relate when I say that the further along you go with the story the less in motivated you get
Don't worry I'm still going to update as much as I can and carry on with the story. All I'm saying is that they probably won't be as long as they used to be
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