Trenton

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*APRIL'S P.O.V*

As I slammed the door to Brian's house, my phone went off. "Hello?" "Hey babe." It was Trenton. "Trenton I told you before. I'm not your girlfriend." he hesitated and then replied, "You are honey. Baby, why are you into that asshole? He's a freak!" Anger rippled through his voice."Brian is not an asshole Trenton!" "Call me Trent. We're close baby. You should start addressing me in a less formal tone." I walked down the street, nearing my house.

"No. I'll call you Trenton. We are not dating." He cut me off saying, "Listen you cheating whore, I'll be at you house  in 5 minutes. If your not there you'll never see the end of it." He hung up. I held the phone to my ear and closed my eyes listening to the soft buzz of the other line. What should I do? Go home? Go to Brian's? A loud noise made me jump.

Trenton's Ranchero GT nearly rammed into me. His voice made me cringe. "Hey April! Get your fatass in here!" I slowly opened his car door, glancing back at Brian's house. The light in his upstairs bedroom window burned into the blackness of the summer night. Lightning bugs acting as hundreds of candles leading up to his doorstep. It's to late now April. Oh well. "I said, get your fatass in here!" I sat down closing the door slowly. "Are you always this angry?" Me, the angry one? Ha! "I'm not mad." "Good." He floored  the gas pedal and smiled. "Because I love you."

I glared at him. "Goddammit! Trenton, we're not dating!" He pulled over and looked at me in the eyes. A sudden lurch of confidence made me yell, "I hate you!" His mouth dropped and punched my nose. "Take that back!" "No." *Smack* My eye. "Stop!" My hands were covered in my own blood. "Take it back!" *Smack* My arm. *Smack* My neck. I coughed like crazy. I held up my hands, surrendering. "I love you! I love you!" "That's more like it."

He made a U-turn and stopped out-side of my house. I opened the rusty car door. He wrapped me in a hug and kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry." I started crying. I covered my swollen eyes and ran into my house, not bothering to shut the car door. I ran to my room and slammed the door behind me. My back against it, I slid down and rested  my head on my knees. Everything ached and stung. "April?" My head jolted up to see Brian in the middle of my room holding a white rose and a heart shaped box of candy.

*"What the hell happened?"*

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