**ANNABELLE POV**
As i walked out of the big building i couldn't stop thinking about him, his face, his perfect body. Then it hit me.. i love him...I've always loved him.
I finally made it home and i was starving! I unlocked the door and opened it, And warm air hit my face. I put my purse down and took off my high heels and made my way to my kitchen. I opened the fridge and grabbed the first thing i could find which happened to be chicken alfredo. I quickly Put it in the microwave for 3 minutes and then ran to my bedroom and change into my pajamas. i quickly walked back into the kitchen and my food was already done and beeping. Without thinking i took opened up the microwave door and grabbed my bowl and almost dropped it on the floor.
"Damn that is hot!!" i screamed while going over to the sink and running cold water onto my now burnt fingers. I turned off the sink and went back to my bowl of food that was now cooled off i quickly snatched it up, got me a bottle of water and headed over for my dinning table. I scarfed down the food and threw it away and headed to bed, before i got into bed i went to the bathroom and looked at myself and the mirror and sighed. I walked back to my bed, man was i tiered. I quickly turned off my lamp and turned onto my side i was halfway asleep when all of a sudden an memory came back , A very important memory , A memory during a dark time in my like ... the memory of when me and Marcus met....
**FLASHBACK**
"You stupid bitch" My dad said as he came closer to me.
"I'm sorry daddy" i said shaking , my dad had been drinking , i could smell the alcohol on his breath.
Next thing i new my dad punch me straight in the stomach and took my breath away. I screamed but my mother did nothing, she just stood there and watched. My dad hit me over and over again and nobody would help me. By the time my father stop hitting me my body was aching. I got up and ran out the door and just kelp running i didn't know where i was going , and i didn't care anywhere far away from my father was good enough for me. about ten minutes of running i was out of breath and stopped running i looked behind me to make sure he wasn't following me , he wasn't. I finally made it to park and i took off to the dumpsters. I slid down the side and started crying my eyes out. I had burses and scratches everywhere. I was sitting there for about fifth teen minutes before a boy about my age came walking over and sat down beside of me
"Are you okay?" the boy said as he wiped away my tears.
"ye- yea I'm fine" i said threw my sniffles.
"my names Marcus, what's yours?"
"Annabelle" i said as he handed me his hand and helped me up.
**FLASHBACKOVER**
I felt a warm tear slide down my face i quickly wiped it away and finally drifted off to sleep dreaming about him...
**MARCUS POV**
I was still at the office and it was getting late and i hadn't got anything done i was thinking of that vixen Annabelle , she still looked amazing but her body had matured i want to fuck her and get her out of my system i wondered if she was with her bf though? it irritated me was she in her lovers arms now? No one can have her , she is mine and only mine.
**AUTHORS NOTE**
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Storie d'amoreAnnabelle was the dorky nerdy loser at school and life at home wasn't better . Till she met Marcus . Marcus helped her through everything and was Always there for her but as they got older Annabelle ditched Marcus for the "it" crowd but now everythi...