Chapter 2

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My mom appeared to be at her boyfriend's house. I hated her boyfriend, Matthew. He thinks I'm his daughter when I'm clearly not. I have my dad. I visit him every other week in Chicago. I just wished I could live with him. But I just cant.

I groaned at my mom from the other line. "Honey, see if Kayla can drop you off here real quick." She stated calmly. I gave her a little bitchy attitude, like usual.

"Mom, I'm not stupid. She won't wanna leave class even cuz of me. She has an awesome reputation that could get her into an awesome college. So she's not available."

"Tiff, don't let that Chase kid get to you. I gotta go. Love you." As soon as I was about to say wait, the other line was disconnected. "Shit." I murmered as I got to my feet. "I guess Im walking fricken 3 miles." I started to walk out the Entrance when a boy figure stood in my way. It was Chase!!

"Hey Tiffany. Listen. I think I was a little rough on you-" he trailed off, his eyes wondering from my eyes to the side of my face that he had punched not to long ago. It was swollen, a big purplish black bruise taking over my face. He pointed at my cheek. "Did I..do that?" I nodded, still terror taking control over my eyes.

"Here." He started. "I overheard you don't have a ride to drop you off at your house. Allow me." I shook my head really fast before I responded.

"People really can't change in 45 minutes, Chase. I mean, look at me for crist sake. Look at what you did to me." I took a moment to try and calm myself. He does have anger issues. He sees a counselor for it, as far as I know. I decided to give him a chance to show me he has changed in less than an hour.

"Please. I have anger that got the best of me. I'm really sorry." He said with puppy dog eyes. I pushed his shoulder playfully.

"Ok." I said. "But just a ride to my house. No freaking funny business. Ok?" He nodded and took my wrist. He lead me to a black Lamborghini waiting outside. My mouth dropped in austonishment.

He opened the passanger side for me until he got in his own side. He wouldn't stop saying how sorry he was for 25 minutes driving so far until we passed my house and ended up in another driveway other than mine. I swear I gave him simple directions to MY house.

He got out and he ran to the other side of the car to open my door. "Chase, I said no funny business. My house is back there." I basically screamed in his face. He gave me a smirk. "Yea but I figured you could use some ice, some of my sisters makeup, and my famous hot chocolate." He said with a smirk leading me by the wrist into the huge house. I gave in. After he unlocked the door, I plopped myself on the couch as if this was my house and today was my lazy day.

Chase went in the kitchen and came back out with an ice pack. He gave it to me. He then disappeared back into the kitchen. While he was doing his own thing, I decided to give myself a tour around the house. I got up, with the ice firmly pressed on my cheek bone. I walked to a room that looked like a master bedroom. God damn!

I noticed his guitar pic collection and opened my mouth to an 'O' shape. I swear he has over 500 of those things, some of them signed by famous guitar players. I then felt a tight squeeze on my butt. I spun around to find Chase smiling like a freak.

"Chase, what the hell was that?"

"Nothing.."

"Nothing?" I repeated, furiously. "because I swear that was something. Now quit it."

Chase Blake was known to be a perverted weirdo. But because he is dating Kayla, I'm extra weirded out. He started stroking my arm up and down. "Kayla doesn't need to know about us, sweetheart." He said, now rubbing his hands up my curved figure. I pushed him away, brutally.

"Us? What us? You perverted freak!" I yelled, running to the bedroom door, but he caught me to it. He slammed the door. He walked over to me and brushed his lips gently off mine. Inbetween brushes he whispered softly. "You're probally way better in bed than Kayla ever was."

I tried to push him off but he pushed down my hands. "Let me go!" I screamed, trying to yell loud enough so maybe neighbors could here that I was about to get raped. He nibbled at my earlobe, as I yelped in pain. He was hurting me. Tears started rolling down my cheeks, thinking how my best friends boyfriend is making out with me. It sickens me.

I started to scream louder until he slammed me into the wall, making me yelp even harder. He covered my mouth as he started hushing me in my ear. "Shh baby. What's the matter? I gotcha. Its ok."

I started hyperventilating. I was crying extremely harder as he slowly lifted my shirt above my head. He kissed my neck until he hit my soft spot. He then started sucking making my head roll back in pleasure. I couldn't let this happen. I was trynna hold in my moans as I hit his chest, signalling for him to get off of me but he just chuckled as he started leaving a trail of kisses up my neck.

He started unbuttoning my pants and slowly dropped them around my ankles. "Chase, please stop!" I whined. No was his only response. We then heard a knock coming from the downstairs door entrance. He bent down to my ear.

"Get dressed and meet me downstairs in five!" He whispered as I shivered in fear. He jet out the bedroom and went downstairs. I lifted my pants and put my top back on. I went in the bathroom and looked in the mirror to see if I looked decent. I found that Chase gave me a fricken dark as hell hickey on my neck. Damn it!!

I covered my hickey with my long hair and headed downstairs. When I aporoached the bottom of the staircase, I saw a woman there looking at me with confusion. I have no time for this!

"Chase, who is this?" The young looking woman asked.

"Mom this is Tiffany, my study partner." He looked at me and gave me a wink. I gave him a look of disgust in return. He chuckled at my response. "Tiffany, this is my mom, Sarah Blake."

She gave me a warm smile. "Hi Tiffany. It's really nice to-" and before she could finish, I jet out the door to my house, tears strolling down my face, holding my hair down to my neck so the wind doesn't reveal a dirty ass hickey on the bottom. Kayla can't see it, that's for sure!

Hiiii! Ok yea so its been a hell of a week for me to update so I just updated tonight. Comment ideas. Vote for morrreee. :)

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