CHAPTER NINE

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The door slightly creaked open, I peaked my head out.

"Showering with clothes on?"

My eyes squinted at him, pinching my nose, You smell."

His cheeks flushed a bit.

"The doors are locked."

"Mind if I shower here quickly?" My hand twitched.

He stood there waiting for my response, should I?..

I push the door open, signaling for him to enter. He glances back at me to make sure if it was actually okay.

"You need it anyways." I pinched my nose again, giggling.

He rolled his eyes.

"Showers just around the corner."

"I'll make sure to give you privacy, I'll be a couple stalls down." He says, giving me the thumbs up.

Stopping at the corner, I awkwardly glance back at Valentine. His back faced towards me slowly removing his white button down shirt to reveal something unexpected..

Tattoos and scars? My eyes glued on to his muscular attraction, not leaving a spot to be un-discovered.

But my question is..Why were there so many scars?

I'm refusing the temptation of just running my hand, tracing every tattoo especially the flying birdies.

But there was one

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But there was one..Wait no...Two actually.. The names of two decease along with dates?

Dawn S. 11/04/1997 - 12/24/2018

Helie S. - 05/12/2018

My heart sank, who were they? I should mind my business though..Just keep walking to the showers.. But view was memorizing..

Un-resistible.

A chilly breeze glides near my naked thighs, god how chilly it has become. The broken shower from earlier continued on running, I didn't dare go near that evil thing.

Slid a few shower stalls down, mostly the last one near the window. The curtains in here were absolutely shitty, could never close it fully for privacy.

Slowly stripped off my uniform, the air felt like frozen spikes piercing my body. My nipples immediately turned hard, I hate how sensitive they could be.

Threw the soaked clothes on the side, then finally turned the hot water on. Just by the sound of the shower running, memories of girls purposely opening the shower curtain to see my hideous body crossed my mind.

Simply by walking passed them afterwards, exaggerated gasps, whisper, or even giggle could easily be heard.

Often my arms would have cuts from suicide attempts or dad abusing me mentally and physically. Normally wore long sleeves to hide it but that day..Oh men, who could forgot that day?

A transfer student somehow stumbled into the private area I was changing in and saw the cuts and bruises. Her face seemed like a face coming straight out from a horror movie.

Seem like she was going to faint with her pale face staring at me, kinda was funny.

But I didn't care since I never expected her to report it..I always hid it from Eve and August.

But it became a trillion times worse. Calls from school, investigation, private meetings. All that for them to turn their backs on me with a simple slap of  thousands dollars of "daddy's money".

August and Eve did find out but they supported me through whatever they thought happened to me...Who knows what they were thinking.

Just by all of that, dad response to it wasn't a loving apologetic father. The lunatic chained me up in the basement for a few days.. Informed the school that I was severely sick, needed rest.

Visited me once in a while with mom when she was alive, she couldn't do anything or she'll be in the same position as me. Wasn't expecting it help, lost hope.

My body laid on a floor mattress with chains wrapped around my legs..dust circled all around..

Only thing that kept me company was the moon shinning through the basement window, shining brightly above..Maybe that's why I tend to like my name sometimes?

"Luna?" A voice snaps my out of my memory.

"Y-Yeah?" My voice cracked.

"How does the shower turn on?"

"Uh..Slap whatever button." I shout.

I could hear him sighing from down the stalls, I giggle.

"AHHHH!!" He screams.

"WHAT?!"

"H-Haha..W-Wrong button." He laugh's nervously..

"Maybe try the left button?"

"I TRIED THAT ALREADY." He continues shouting.

"WELL HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO KNOW?" I scream back looking at my stall shower buttons.

"Ughhh." He groans.

"Lemme use yours."

"WHAT?! NO."

He laughs. "I'm joking, Luna." Literally felt from within he was rolling his eyes over there.

"Whatever." Rolled mines back, hoping he felt that.

"Wait, lemme just.." I pause my scrubbing to hear a loud sudden bang.

"VALENTINE???"

He doesn't respond. What if he fell-

I could feel my anxiety rising...I need to check.

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