Chapter 3

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Shawn's POV

I walked down to her room door and walked in. When I walked in she was looking down crying her eyes out. I went and sat on her bed and held her and let her cry on my chest. She kept saying that it was all her fault.

"Ava you need to tell me why you have those bruises and who did that to you."
"I c-can't. He said if I t-tell anybody he'll find me and k-k-kill me."She said
"Ava he won't kill you I promise now tell me."

She didn't say anything she just sat there.

AJ POV

I woke up in an hospital bed and started crying my eyes out becuz I know I'll get beat when I go home. The doctors told me they were gonna keep me for 3 more days and that made things worse.

I heard someone walk in but I didn't pay any attention to who it was. I was crying and I felt someone wrap there arms around me. I knew it was that boy becuz of his scent. He asked me to tell him but I couldn't becuz I didn't want Robert to kill me.

"He won't kill you I promise, now tell me."

"It was Robert. He beats my mother everyday when he comes home and this time I tried to help but he b-b beat me and raped me." I said still crying.

Shawn POV

When she said that he raped her I got soooo mad. All I see right now is red. I started pacing back and forth to try and calm myself down.

I calmed down and noticed Ava doesn't even know me. I took my shoes off and got in the bed with Ava cuz I could tell she really needed somebody right now. I wrapped my arms around her and she got really tense.
"Its ok ma, you can trust me. I won't hurt you."

After I said that she calmed down a little.

She looked up at me.
"What made you care so much to help me? You don't even know me." She asked.

"Cuz my dad used to beat on my mama and I know what it feels like to not be able to help your mama when she needs you the most."

"Oh. Can you at least tell me some stuff about you. Like your name for starters."

AJ POV

We sat and he told me some stuff about him. His name is Shawn. He's 17 in the 12th grade. He's 6'3. He plays basketball. He loves pizza. His favorite color is red and blue and he's mixed. He lives by hisself. His parents passed when he was little.

"You don't have to tell me anything about you cuz I already know.. I had my boys do some research on you while you was in surgery." He said.

"You tryna stalk me or somethin?"

" haha. No I just wanted to know. But I just wanna know, what's your race?"

"I'm Puerto Rican, Black, White and Indian." I said

"Damn. Say somethin in Spanish."

"Gracias por ayudarme shawn."

"Ok now what did you say?"

"Thank you for helping me shawn."

"You welcome ma."

After that the doctor came and gave me some medicine and I drifted off to sleep.

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