So, last chapter was confusing and no one reads my stuff so xD Oh well I'm gonna keep on posting.
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Austin pulled me up. "I think that's abuse." He crosses his arms making me internally giggle. "Its not." I shrug, dusting off my clothes and walking off. "But it is. You just smacked me and I don't get a 'sorry' or and explanation?" He asks tempered. "Please, its not my fault." He grabs my wrist, making me yelp. "What are you doing?!" I scream. "Just trying to get to know you." He chuckles softly and all I feel is fear.
After he let go, I start running again, out of the tree. I dart out into the high grass, panting. He tackles me, making me scream again. I cover my face, groaning from pain. "You asshole!" I hiss. "Oh my... Did I hurt you?!" He asks worried. Yes. Worried. He sounded... Worried. I stare up at him. "No shit!" I roll my eyes. "Don't get pissy." He scoffs. I groan. "Get off! Your hurting me, God damn you!" I scream. He slides off of me and pulls me up. "Do you need help?" He asks softly, grabbing my wrist again. "I swear, your bipolar. And I'm fine." I pull my wrist out of his grip.
I start to walk off, limping slightly. I scream as he lifts me up off of the ground. "Let me go!" I whimper. "No. Your not 'fine', I'm gonna help you."
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He lays me on a bed and walks off. "What the hell is this!?" I say to myself covering my face in my hands. He comes back with water, bandage and a safety pin. I look up at him. "You okay?" He asks softly. "No." I whisper. He pushes up my pant leg to look at my leg. "Don't try anything. I'll smack you again." I warn. "I'm not that afraid." He shrugs, touching my knee. I wince. "Could you at least be careful?!" I hiss through gritted teeth. "Yeah, sorry." He snorts. He starts to wrap my knee with the bandage, pinning it with the safety pin. I look at him. He was kind of geeky. He was a jerk though, that fucker with his idiocy. He was completely oblivious, annoying and absolutely fucking... UGH. He's staring at me. "What?" I grunt. "Do you always have to be so rude?!" He huffs. "To thoughtless jerks, yes." I grin deviously.
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"Do you wanna do something tonight?"
"Not with you." I say, monotone.
"Please? Come on!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Pleaseeee!?"
I pause, thinking. I sigh and say, "What are we doing tonight?" His grin widens. "It's a secret." He shrugs. I groan. "Just tell me! I'm gonna figure out sooner or later." I cross my arms, sitting up in his bed. "Until then, its a secret." He half smiles. That's not cute. It totally is. I roll my eyes. "You should think of yourself lucky. I usually don't go out with people." He frowns. "Why? Don't you do anything?" I stare at him with the are you stupid face. "I don't feel the need to need out with people, they usually leave or hurt you in any way they can so why?" I rub my hip. "What's on your hip...?" He asks. I freeze. "W-what?" I stutter. "What's on your hip?" He repeats, louder. "N-nothing... It's- it's nothing." I swallow, hard. "There's something there." He whispers quietly. I lift my shirt lightly to show him my hip. There was a large scar there. "W-what happened?" He asks, touching it lightly, I wince. "M-my.." I choke out. "Come on, you can tell me." He whispers. "N-no.. I..." I stop and sigh. "My mom, she..." I trail off.
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623 words. I don't even know. It's not long at all, apologies. But not many people read so it's okay.
I start school tomorrow, and wake up in three-four hours. Yay me. Fun fun.
Anyhow!
Xoxo,
Jadieee ♥
