Bound by Two

[Chapter 10]

Maelyn's POV

I stared into the mirror at the bruises on my neck and around my wrists. 

Why me? Why is it always me?

I took a deep breath and smiled. I always stared at myself each day to give myself a mental pep talk. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. I had a white turtleneck and black tank top tucked into my black jeans and a belt with a couple layered necklaces. I had a few rings and earrings in with my hair lightly curled. I had my combat boots on, and I grabbed my bag.

"Don't let him get to you. He will be fully out of your life and your troubles will be gone." I said before leaving. It's been a two and a half weeks since the incident outside of the restaurant. My ex almost killing me and my crush almost beating him to death, but I stopped him before he can do anything. My crush disappearing before my friends could see them and then my friends seeing my situation. I have yet to tell them, and I've been so out of it and distracted for my job to notice along with my teachers. 

"Ms. Adams!" I flinched and looked at Mr. Johnson. 

"Uh, yes professor." I spoke. He shook his head and had a look.

"Stay after the bell." I nodded lightly.

"Yes professor." I spoke quietly. I continued on notes and class before I heard the bell rung. We packed up but I stayed still while Cat gave me a worried look. I see the back of Greyson and Bennett leaving. It was silent and the professor walked up and sat on the chair in front of mine, facing me.

"Are you okay, Ms. Adams?" He asked the same question that all my friends keep asking. My job keeps asking and my teachers keep asking. I still lie though. Lying has been a habit for me that I don't think I could tell the truth unless it's about Art. 

"Yes, Mr. Johnson." I smiled lightly. 

"You've never been distracted in my class and always turn your assignments in on time so when I notice you unfocused and the late assignments then I'm worrying. If you ever need to talk, I am here. I won't fail you because I want to see you graduate."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson. I've just been stressed with work, class events, and college."

"You're the junior class president so it will be stressful but if you distribute the assigned jobs to the others then that stress will be eased off. Don't be afraid to ask for help. You're a brave and strong woman. You're dedicated also and I see you getting far in the future. Please don't let whatever is keeping you from pushing through and shining, stop you and drag you down. Do you understand, Ms. Adams?" 

"Yes, Mr. Johnson." I smiled and he smiled back.

"Go ahead and have a nice day." We stood up and I nodded. I left out into the hallway and headed to my dorm when I got a ding from my phone. I stopped to see the news with wide eyes.

23-year-old, Aaron Wallace, found dead in dumpster. He was mutilated and the only recognition was his tattoos. His limbs were hung around the dumpster. There is no trace of who done it and police are still investigating.

I froze in horror at the news and sight. My ex was on the news and died. Someone murdered him and I felt sick to my stomach. I looked into the chat with Catalina.

Cat <3

Who the fuck did that to him? I know he deserved death but that is disturbing on a whole level.

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Me 

I don't know. I just saw it and I am on the verge of throwing up.