I hope she knows

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Daisy

It's been three weeks of me rotting in bed. Three weeks of feeling tired and in pain. Three weeks of thinking about what I did to my father.

But I know now, that what he did was wrong. That this wasn't normal in other families.

Paige has been with me through these three weeks. Going to my classes and grabbing work, bringing me food and just being there.

I haven't been home once in those three weeks, I haven't been to the bakery either, scared of the disappointment I might find from aunt Meg.

Today is my first day back to class, along with my first shift back at the bakery. I've been dreading today, somehow it's spread around school. I know there will be stares, comments, and I just can't do it.

"Hey baby, you ready to go?" Paige asks as she finishes putting on a shirt. My face flushes as I suddenly become interested in the floor.

"Uhuh, um I j-just gotta grab my bag" I say, moving towards the door to grab my bag from the couch.

A pair of hands snake around my waist and a chest is pressed to my back. "Well, if only showing you a small part of my stomach makes you this flustered I might just keep the shirt off" she whispers.

"Wha- oh shut up" I mumble.

She chuckles, leaning down and placing a kiss to the crook of my neck. "You're cute"

"No I'm not" I huff, crossing my arms over my chest, turning around to meet her face.

"Mm, I think you are" she says, before I can go to protest she leans down and presses a soft kiss to my lips.

It's like when she kisses me, everything just stops. My body melts into hers, hands grabbing the front of her shirt.

She smiles as she pulls away. "I love doing that"

I do my best to keep the pout on my face, but it soon goes away when she gives me a smile and leans down to give me a quick kiss.

"Okay we gotta get going"


They're staring. All of them.

Whispering as Paige and I walk the halls. Keeping my head low I try to ignore the not so faint chatter. Their eyes follow me as I move.

As much as I want to just get to class and sit down I can't, because as I look to the ground I see a pair of shoes stop right in front of me.

"So Daisy, I heard daddy has a little bit of anger issues?"

That voice. I know that voice. I could never forget it.

"Grant, what do you want" Paige grunts.

It's him. Grant. The boy who tried to rape me. The boy whose voice is in my head whenever a boy looks at me.

"Nothing just heard Daisy got her daddy sent to prison? That so Daisy?" He smirks.

I'm stunned. Too stunned to open my mouth.

"Shut the fuck up. You don't have any idea what you're talking about" Paige says, taking a step towards him.

"What? She's to much of a baby she has to get her girlfriend to talk for her? Sounds right, just like she was to much of a baby to take a little slap from her dad-"

Paige holds him by the collar of his shirt, pressing him against the wall. "You say one more word and I will punch you harder than last time you hear me? I will report your ass for the attempted rape. The only reason I haven't yet is because she told me not to. She's saving your ass even though you're a sick freak. Get your ass out of here before I break your nose" shoving him in the opposite direction he runs of not even looking back.

Taking a shaky step forward I place my hand over her back. She quickly turns around and my arm jolts back. "Sorry I just- I want to kill him. He has no right to talk to you like that" she grumbles.

"Well I- it's okay don't worry about him" I trail.

"No baby I'm sorry, I should be telling you that, not the other way around. I'm gonna report his dumb ass for all the shit he's pulled"

"Let's just go to class for now okay?" Paige agrees as she takes my hand and we walk to our only class today.

The class goes quiet as I walk in, my heart sinking at all the stares. Meeting eyes with my teacher she sends me a sad smile. I don't want others pity. I don't want the sad smiles of the 'how are you doing dear'.

I just want everything to go back to normal.

I want to go back to when I was happy with Paige, when even though he hurt me, I still had a father. I still had a parent. Now I'm alone.

Averting my eyes I quietly sit down with Paige pulling out my books and patiently wait for her to start.

"Are you okay baby?" Paige says, placing an arm over the back of my chair. Her eyes worried as they look into mine.

"Mhm, just want the day to go by" I say giving a small smile.

"Okay, I'll drop you off at the bakery okay? I think I'll stay too and work on some homework I've missed" she smiles.

Over the weeks I've been gone Paige has missed a few classes to stay back with me. I told her she shouldn't skip class but she wouldn't listen to me, saying she wants to stay.

That's what warms my heart. As much as I feel terrible part of me is selfish and enjoys that she cares this much. That she's staying back for me.

I think it's these kinds of things that make me love her more and more.

Sometimes I wonder if she pity's me like the others. But each day she tells me she loves me, countless times. She holds my hands, giving me gentle kisses, telling me she loves me and will always be there for me.

And I love her, but I don't think I say it enough. I hope she knows.

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Authors note

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