Vic's POV
When Maiah and I came face to face with Matt, I practically freaked the fuck out. I started shaking, and I think I started to sweat. I didn't know what to do so I pulled Maiah behind me and I backed up so we were against the wall. Matt followed as we backed up and started to talk.
"Okay you little bitch you can't protect her forever. I will get her when you least expect it. If I hear one call about me from the police, I swear to god your dead." He whisper-yelled to me.
"I can protect her forever, thank you very much. She's MY girlfriend and I don't need you creeping on her and stalking her. YOU chose to cheat on her and break her heart not me, buddy. Leave us alone. She's mine and nothing you say or do will change that." I said and he clenched his fists.
"You know what you little fuck? I've never wanted Maiah. Okay? I just wanted sex with her. She was never pretty or meant ANYTHING to me. I was pretending to be her best friend and that I loved her. She's useless. She deserves to die. I wish I could kill her right now but there are two things stopping me. You, and the fact that I would go to jail." He said and I felt Maiah lean her head on my back and cry. That pissed me off. Not that she was crying, but the person that made her cry. I looked him straight in the eye.
"Excuse me? Don't say that about my girlfriend EVER again. She has helped me through so much. You never gave her the chance to open up. You've scared the shit out of her. Okay I'm going to show you what true love looks like so take notes for further reference." With that I pulled Maiah out from behind my back and kissed her. We kissed with such passion it sent chills down my spine. (In other words it was a really good kiss) when we pulled apart I looked her in the eye and smiled. She smiled back and I pulled her behind me again and looked at Matt. He looked pissed. No, that's an understatement. He looked BEYOND pissed. I smirked at him. He ran up to me and punched me in the face. I yelped in pain, and I wanted to punch him and kick him over and over again but I couldn't because I would get detention for a long time or I would get suspended or even expelled. I needed to be here for Maiah so I couldn't do that.
He then pulled my hair, and punched me again in the jaw, harder and harder each time. I stood there, and did nothing to stop him. Reality hit me and I pushed him off me and began to yell.
"You don't know how much pain I've been through. Okay!? I was made fun of and hurt EVERY day last year. The last thing I need is to be hurt again! Okay look! This is pain!" I pulled up both of my sleeves and showed him my wrists. He chuckled to himself and that got me mad. "You think this is funny!? You think i enjoyed getting hurt? How would you like it being made fun of and hate yourself till you want to kill yourself? It's not ideal. Maiah and I've suffered and cut and you think it's funny?"
"Well first of all Maiah never cut, and second of all it's funny. No, more like hilarious! You seriously started cutting because people were mean to you? Here's a bridge. Now get the fuck over it!" Maiah then came out from behind me, makeup smeared everywhere, and her eyes were red. I wrapped my arms around her waist extremely tight and she began to talk.
"Are you fucking talking to my boyfriend like that!? I did cut Matt!! I showed you and you looked at them and laughed! You know damn well that I cut! Vic has helped me and has cared for me. What have you done? Lied to me from the beginning." She yelled at him. I held her tighter, if that's even possible.
"No you didn't cut! If you are so sure that you did show me!" He yelled and I could feel Maiah tense up.
She lifted up her shirt, exposing her flat stomach covered with dozens upon dozens of scars. I just wanted to go over there and kiss everyone of them again. Matt stood there, laughing his ass off and I shot him a glare. My nostrils flared, and my fists clenched. I was ready to take that mother fucker down! I was about to when Maiah came in front of me and stood on her tippy toes and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her, and opened my eyes for a brief second to look at Matt. He was glaring at me, and he stormed over and tried to rip Maiah away from me, but I held her tight so she didn't move. We broke the kiss and I pulled her into my chest and held her tight.
"Leave her now. She's a useless piece of shit and she would be better off dead." I held her tighter and she began to cry. I kissed the top of her head and rubbed her arm.
"No she isn't!!! Hell no she isn't! She's the best girlfriend a boy could ask for! I was going to take my life the day I met her, but I didn't because she needed me, and I needed her. She's the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. Nobody could top her. I love her more than anything in the world! She's most definitely NOT a useless piece of shit! Leave her and I alone." I grabbed Maiah's hand and dragged her away from him and to our next class. We've been there for about 20 minutes so we missed a lot of class. We didn't care though. We first went to the bathroom to fix her makeup.
"Vic?" She asked as I was pulling a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Yes babe?"
"Thank you for all the things you said. Thank you for standing up for me and protecting me." She got off of the counter that she was sitting on, and gave me a hug.
"Anything for you, Maiah." I leaned in a gave her a peck on the lips before we left for our next class. We spent a long time in the bathroom so we missed a whole hour which we were okay with, and went straight to language, our last hour. We got to class to see Matt sitting and smiling at us. I dragged Maiah as fast as I could to a seat.
We got to pick our lockers in that class, and we decided to share a locker.
When class ended we went to detention. I swear it was an hour that I will never get back. We literally ran out of there and we started to walk home. We wrapped our arms around each other. It was a very nice day today. Sunny, and no clouds. We walked to a little park and sat down in the grass. She rested her head on my shoulder, and fell asleep. I laughed at how adorable she looked. After about 30 minutes, I picked her up and carried her home. I opened the door to see Mike sitting there with a blade in his hand and a pool of blood around him.
~~~~AUTHORS NOTE!!!~~~~
Aye! The thing with Mike cutting didn't happen, or maybe it did. I don't really know but in this story he cut.
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