Please Don't Leave Me(Editing)

Blame it on the rain

Picture of Jack Barakat as Bryan side!

**Charlie's Pov**

I lay down on the floor by the front door where mom left me until the morning. I couldn't get up. I'm to beat and broken to move. I hear my phone vibrating all night, but I couldn't move to reach it. I'm still lying here in a ball. I'm not crying anymore though. I don't want mom to hear me and beat me again. I hear the front door open, and it hits me. I groan.

"Oh my god! Charlie, are you okay?" I hear a boy say. I can't make out who it is. I look up and see...BLAKE! Oh god! Oh no! No! I have to get away. I try to get up, but I feel dizzy.

"Charlie." Blake says as he kneels down beside me. He carresses my face, and I shudder. Not with pleasure but fear. What if he's gunna hurt me like mom? What if he likes it's okay to do what she did? He stares at me while I look down at the floor.

"Charlie, does this happen all the time?" He whispers. I look up at him. He's staring at me with sad eyes. I look back down and nod.

"Come on." He says standing up. I try to get up, but Blake picks me up bridal style and carries me outside to his car.

"Blake, where are we going?" I whisper.

"To the hospital then the police station." He says speeding down the street.

"What? Why?" I yell. My heart is beating fast.

"You need medicial help, and she needs to be arrested."

"No! Stop the car! I'm not going! Let me out!" I scream.

"No." He says simply.

"Fine, I'll just jump out.

"You wouldn't." He says looking at me.

"Try me." I say then go to open the door. Blake pulls over quickly. I get out and start walking back home.

"Charlie!" Blake yells as he gets out of his car. "Charlie." He says grabbing my wrist. I whince in pain. He quickly lets go but places his hands on my waist. "Why not?" He whispers while looking into my eyes.

"I hate hospitals, and my mom can't be arrested." I say looking down at our shoes touching.

"Why can't she? She deserves to for beating someone like you."

"What do you mean somone like me?" I ask looking up at him. Bad idea. I'm hypnotized by his warm brown eyes. He cups my face with his hands.

"Someone as beautiful as you. Someone as special as you."

"I'm not special."

"To me you are."

I stare into his chocolate brown eyes. He looks so serious. I've never seen this side of Blake. He's usually so happy and carefree. I've never seen him so serious before even in class or when he's talking to a teacher. He's just cheeky. I shake my head trying to clear my thoughts away from Blake's beauty to mom.

"She can't be arrested because I have no one else to go to. I would be put in an orphanage. I can't go to one of those, Blake. I'm too scared to."

"What if someone got custody over you?"

"Like who?"

"Me?"

"No."

"Why not?"

Because it'll be weird if the person I love has custody over me.

Shut up brain! I do not love Blake! Maybe as a friend but nothing more!

"Because we're the same age, and it seems to weird." I whisper.

"What about Sophia's mom or Aiden's?" He asks hopefully. I stare at him thinking. Sophia's mom probably wouldn't mind. I go over there sometimes. She's always saying how much she loves me and wishes I was her other daughter.