Perfect?

Chapter: 1

"Why didn't you tell me?" He whispered while staring at my scars
"I can hurt myself... But I can't hurt you" I turn away trying to hold back the tears. He grabs my hand and pulls me in close and hugs me tightly "well... Id rather you hurt me then yourself... Whatever it is... We can get through this... together..." He hugs tighter and starts to cry himself. He falls to his knees and hugs my waist "please... Don't cry my love I love you so much, I don't do this because of you and I can't promise it will stop but I promise I will try my best..." i kiss the top of his head " it's okay my love" he looks at me with anger in his eyes " no! It's not okay" he takes my wrist and kisses it softly " its not..." he hugs my waist again as tears stroll down his face more and more " I just want you to be happy..." he stands up and wipes his face " I am happy" I start to choke up

365 days and 3 hours earlier...

"Whore" the word that gets me every time, and the person I hate the most is saying it.... Jessica Kenny "oh you poor little emo bitch" she glares at me with her dark brown soulless eyes "oh shut your cock holder cunt" I say standing up with my books and biology folder in hand "oh is she trying to fight back?" She looks at her friends with a grin "you should know better peasant" she hits the books out of my hands "oops" she says laughing as she turns and walks away with her friends. I fall back down to my knees to pick up my papers suddenly I see a figure standing In front of me kneeling down helping me with my papers. I look up and see a handsome boy about 15 or 16 about 6 foot with black hair and dark brown eyes " hey I'm really sorry about those girls" he says looking down picking up my papers. I freeze staring at him for a moment in shock "it.... It's okay" he look up at me and I snap out of it and finish picking up the last of my papers. He hands me my papers and our hands briefly touch "so what's your name? I've never seen you around" I ask then he looks away for a second and looks back "oh... I'm new here I just moved here from Paris" I look down then back at him "but..." I stutter but stop myself " I know I know your wondering why I don't sound French aren't you" I nod stuffing my papers back in my folder nervously " well my parents are from America and went to Paris for a trip and I was born there and my parents really wanted me to grow up where I was born so I grew up there" we stand up "oh... But wouldn't you still sound a little French from people at school and stuff?" I kind of gave a little smile trying not to screw myself over "well I was homeschooled this is my first real school I've been to" I nod and I look at the clock "shit! We are late for class" he gives me a puzzled look "where is your next class?" He looks at his paper "math with mrs.jones?" Oh I know where that is.

We get to room w340 mrs.jones math "here we are and thanks for helping here's a pass so you don't get marked down" I write a pass "but... How can you do that I thought only teachers could" I smile "shhhh that's what they think" I say as I write down my biology teachers name on the from class. I start to walk away but feel a tug on my arm "wait... What's your name?" I look at his hand on my arm and he let's go "oh my names Mae I always giggle cuz it's pronounced like the month but spelled like a name" I smile but he keeps a blank stare "oh well... My name is Aidan all I know is it's Irish" he gives a little giggle "well thanks Aidan go to class now" I start walking away "yeah your welcome Mae" he goes in class and I walk to my class