Save Me - a John Lennon story.

Chapter 2

I sat in class waiting for everyone to arrive, and like I always did, I made sure to take the seat farthest in the back.

I placed my bag on the floor at my side and put my head down on the wooden desk. My eyes were closing and I was drifting off to sleep.

"Yeh feeling better yet?", a familiar voice spoke. I raised my head and looked at him, his eyebrows raised waiting for me to answer. "A little.", I replied, a weak smile on my face. He grinned back. "Mind if I sit here?", he politely asked, and of course I didn't decline.

"Names John Lennon.", he reached out his hand to me, and I shook it. I looked down hoping he didn't notice the crescent shaped marks on my wrist, I replied, "Samantha Rivas."

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It was finally my last period class and relief swept through me. Finally I can go home and go straight to bed under all the covers and forget about things for a few hours. I was just happy that my ex Matt didn't go to the same school as me, because then I would be panicking and watching my back everywhere I went.

I took in the surroundings of the new class and sat in the back again. I looked up and stared at the empty part of ceiling right above me. The bell just rang and the teacher shut the door, and someone opened it again.

"I know it's the first day, but please don't make this a habit, sir.", the teacher told the late student. The student spoke back "Its the first day, I won't.", his voice familiar.

But it wasn't John's this time. My eyes darted up toward the direction he was standing, and he walked towards me, a horrible smirk played on his lip. It was Matt. He was sat right next to me on my left.

I tried acting like I didn't care, looking down at the marks of people's names on my desk. To my surprise, the other familiar voice I've been hearing all day spoke again. "Hey Samantha. Yeh feel all better now?", he asked, sitting in the empty seat on my right.

I stayed looking down, knowing Matt was probably staring at him. "Samantha?." .. His voice got quiet. I slightly turned my head at him and and the corner of my lip curved up a little. I nodded. John's face was very confused, and I wanted to scream out all the things Matt has done to me. But I was just too scared. Plus, I already knew once Matt caught me alone again he'd do something just because I was talking to John. I just wanted to go home.