YOUR POV
I didn't go to school the next day either. My bruise was still so dark that even concealer couldn't help it. I had no choice. I stayed tucked away in my room and pretended like all was right with the world even though it really wasn't.
I had been ignoring everyone except Dinah.
We've decided to start a relationship which I'm really excited about. Then again it scares the shit out of me. I don't want her to get into trouble. Even though I'm 18 in two months, that's still a long time. Especially when this whole thing is very illegal. And especially since she's my English teacher.
But I know this won't help my grade. I wish it would but she seems very fair when it comes to class work.
I was passed out in my make-shift cocoon when my doorbell rang. I didn't stir but it did wake me up. I just tried to fall back asleep but the bell kept ringing. Don't get up. If it's Dinah she'll call.
I just stretched my muscles and stayed in bed.
It wasn't long before I heard a clutter from my window.
I looked over to see a figure getting up and brushing off their pants to mutter under their breath, "Fucking shit."
I tried to keep myself quiet and covered up so maybe the person would leave.
The light turned on and I heard her speak, "Wake the fuck up, faker."
"Go home Lauren." I groaned keeping my clutch on the covers that were surrounding me.
Lauren grasped the comforter and tugged harshly but I didn't let go.
"Get the hell up." She whined nudging my body from side to side.
"Get out of my fucking house, Laur. I don't feel up for this shit today."
"I'm not leaving. I haven't seen you in days and it's not normal."
I groaned, "Well at least
you know I'm alive. Now you can leave."Lauren caught me off guard and yanked the blankets off of me. When she saw the bruise on my face, her eyes got wide and her face was red.
"Lauren, breathe." I told her while reaching for her hand.
She pulled away quickly, "He fucking hurt you. Didn't he?"
I got up to grab her by the waist and try to calm her down. I know her better than anyone and her temper can make her do stupid things.
"Laur, please. Let me explain. It was my fault. Okay? He didn't do this." I tried to lie to make sure she wouldn't freak out while I rubbed circles into her hips.
Lauren grabbed my face and softly caressed the bruise with her thumb. I winced at the slight touch to my sensitive skin.
Her eyes teared up, "I'm not letting him get away with this. It ends now."
"Let me handle it."
"You can't handle it! Obviously." Lauren yelled. "Tell me what happened. Now."
"Will you at least sit down." I begged her.
She nodded and let go of me to sit down on my bed.
I sat beside her and exhaled deeply, "I came home from the college around 1 the next day. After I took a shower, he showed up." I had to pause and think of how I'd explain the rest. "He came right after work and he seemed mad but he kissed me so I just went with it. But when he saw the hickeys. He flipped out on me."
"I'm guessing you're not just hurt on your face." She growled.
"Lauren please." I begged. I don't want her to make a big deal about this at all.
"Show me what he did to you."
I know that she won't move on unless I do what she says.
I pulled my shirt off over my head to exposed the bruised skin hiding underneath.
Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped. Her hand went up to cover the gaping hole and I could see her eyes begin to brim with tears.
"He's dead." She told me trying to compose herself.
"No he's not." I responded putting my shirt back on.
"Yes he is. I'm sure you can barely move."
"Lauren if you love me you won't touch Zane." I told her with a stern voice.
"And why not?" Her voice was harsh and serious.
"Because this is between him and I. Let me handle it."
"You're not going to be around him by yourself." Lauren demanded.
"Yes I will!" I yelled at her. "This is my problem and I'll deal with it my own way."
Lauren scowled at me with her arms crossed, "If it happens again, I will not hesitate to kill him."
I nodded and looked down at my lap, "I know."
Lauren cupped her hand on my cheek and brushed her thumb over my skin, "You look so tired."
"Well I'm not rested." I joked.
"Where's your parents?"
I shrugged, "Gone on business trips."
"Again?" She smiled. "How about this. I'll order pizza and spend the night."
"You don't have to."
Lauren pulled out her phone and began scrolling through her contacts to find the number for the pizza place. "No I have to. I'm not leaving. Now, fix the covers because I'm sleeping with you tonight."
"You don't have to be afraid to leave me alone now." I told her.
She smiled with a now sad vibe, "Well I can't help it. So, you'll have to deal with me being like this for now."
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I woke up wrapped in Lauren's arms with my phone vibrating on the side table beside my bed.
I reached out to grab and accidentally yank the charger out of the phone.
I answered the call without paying attention to the ID.
"Hello?" I said with a feeling of gravel in my voice.
"Get the fuck outside." A man said with a cruel voice.
I looked over at the clock to see it said 3:29 AM.
"Go home, Z. It's too early." I quietly whispered.
"I know Lauren is there and I want to see you now. If you wake her up I won't hesitate to take it out on you. Come out now."
I sighed and crawled out of bed without waking Lauren up, "Im coming. Calm down."
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A/N:
ok ok I'm a legit Dinah girl. I write this story with pride because there's not a lot of good Dinah books but ok here's the thing
I'm in deep need of Dinah fics. does anyone know any good ones? she's legit my bae and I'm tired of reading all these camila/Camren/lauren fics. I NEED POLYNESIAN SMUT/FLUFF IN MY LIFE. IM NOT
JOKING.help a bitch out?
-agf
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