An Angel After Class. (MxM)

Chapter three- Artemis's perspective- Bastard of an ex.

--Three Weeks Later--
I shoot awake. Just a dream. I sigh and crawl out of bed. I grab my clothes and head to the bathroom. Halfway through getting dressed I get a text. I swear, I've gotten more love and affection in three weeks than my entire life- and it shows.

'Sorin: Hey, beautiful! Just wanted to say good morning!' I swear, the nickname? Beautiful? Me? It makes me tear up every time.

'Me: Good morning, Sorin. Thanks.' I swear, I have no idea how to act. Was I mean or distant? I finish getting dressed. One question has run in the back of my head. He's seen me naked, how could he think I'm beautiful? He's seen the scars. There's no way he thinks those are self inflicted. I mean, who can get a massive scar on their back? The self inflicted ones faded. I know he doesn't think that I somehow slit my skin all the way from my shoulder to my hip bone, and not stopped. How could he look at me and think I'm pretty? I mean, my smile is a little wonky. You can see some of my ribs. I think my voice is really scratchy. How could anyone think that I was beautiful? I'm ugly. I'm hideous. I look terrible.

I shake my head and brush my teeth.

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I sit down at the table next to Jacob and Casey.

"Alright, I know that smile, what did you do?" I laugh.

"Jacob, I didn't do anything." He eyes me.

"Alright then, who did you do?" I choke on my water. I cough into my elbow, my eyes red and full of water. A pink pigment rests on my face.

"Oh my gosh, who," Ellie inquires.

"Yeah, who," Casey questions. I pick at my food as they all intently stare at me. I shrug.

"Artemis! Who!?"

"Maybe our English professor," I mumble under my breath. They all gape at me. Jacob twats me on the shoulder.

"WHAT," they all shout in unison.

"Chill! Chill! Oh my gosh, calm down!" They shake their heads. Jacob grabs me by my shoulders and makes me face him.

"How? How- what? Oh my gosh, was he a douchebag? Because I'll fuck him up! Oh my-"

"No! Oh my gosh, no! He was not a douchebag! He was kind. I mean, he didn't insult me, he asked for permission, and he stayed the night. Oh! Plus, he called me beautiful." Ellis nods.

"Right.. so the bare minimum?" I shake my head.

"Did you hear me? He said I was beautiful and he spent the night." Jacob nods.

"Yup. We heard you. And what do you mean he spent the night? Did he try anything? Cause I'll-"

"Jacob, he didn't do anything. He hugged me and slept. That's it. I promise... And.. I may be in a relationship with him."

"Wha- I- How fucking long?!" I shrug.

"A month." Ellie chokes on her drink.

"A month!?" Casey's old voice slipped out. She chuckles. Sometimes when she's expressive, her voice goes deeper. Her voice training is actually pretty affective though.

"It's only been like, three weeks since we hooked up. It's fine." Jacob's expression softens.

"Okay, but if it turns out like literally any of your other ones, please let me know. I don't want you getting hurt or-... Just please?" I nod. No one knows everything that went on, but he does. In fact, not five minutes after something happened, he knew. Everyone just thinks it was a slap or two, yelling, but no, it was hospitalizations constantly, literal hearing loss in my left ear, forcing me down even after I'd scream no or not to, and multiple paragraphs he'd read me about every reason why I'm ugly. I still have those texts.