She Who Saved Me.

Jamie, on my mind..

"I'm so sorry," I said shaking as I took the hand she offered to help me up. I got up slowly making sure that I could stand up steady. She watched me not saying anything. I began frantically looking around but still no sign of Eli. That defintely couldn't be a good thing and my stomach began to knot worrying about school. School didn't start for another week though.

"What happened?" She said looking at me like she was searching for something. I could see genuine concern in her eyes which was nothing like I had ever seen. I was a total stranger.

I shrugged and said,"My dog ran off this direction."

I thought that would fit. But what does it matter I won't ever see her again.

She nodded and smiled. She was beautiful in a different way then around here. I then realized I was still holding her hand. She hadn't pulled it away and I guess I didn't realize I was still holding it. It was soft and warm. I suddenly felt a warm sensation crawl up my skin.

It was akwardly silent so I realized that was my que to go. I took my hand from hers reluctantly and said,"I should probably head home."

She looked at me like she knew there was more to my story but said,"Can I at least walk you home to make sure you get there okay? We can look for your dog on the way."

I felt my eyes unintentionally widen as she tricked me into telling the truth.

"I'm Isadora, but people call me Izzy," I said. Maybe a subject change could save me from what really happened. Wait what happens if she knew Eli? I knew two streets over I could easily find a taxi so I needed to get walking before it got to dark.

"Haha, I'm Jamie, and I take that as a no?" Her smile made me want to melt and forget everything that was going on. It was like a little girl hoping her mom says yes to buying that candy bar next to the cash register.

I answered, "Yeah I think I'm going to go catch a cab and get one of his favorite treats to walk around with."

Her eyebrows raised in disbelief but didn't say anything. I blinked scanning around for Eli once more. He was probably reading through my messages but we both knew he wouldn't find anything. I hadn't been that stupid. I hated how my mind kept racing back to him.

Jamie looked kind of sad as she said,"Well then I'll see you around."

I nodded and then she gave me a knowing smile. Would I really see her around? Or did she know I was running for an absuvie boyfriend? Or ex boyfriend?

I walked two streets over and was instantly relieved. I could still feel where her hand had been though. Jamies face was in the corner of my mind forcing me to think about her. She was different and mysterious. But she seemed kind and caring. If only I was going to see her again. I think we would make good friends. That is if Eli lets me. What does it matter what he thinks anymore? I can hang out with anyone I want. Even date anyone I want. I thought on that for a moment but there were no guys I had any interest in at all. But then Jamie popped into my mind.

I called for a cab and hopped in. I told him my address and let out a sigh of relief. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the back of the seat. He would come for me and there was no doubt about that. Rubbing my eyes I stared out the window for the remainder of the drive watching other cars pass and people walking around. I saw a couple who looked to probably be freshman and my heart jumped to my stomach. They looked so happy and so simple. What about me? Could that ever be me?

We pulled up to my house and I slowly got out. The hard part was the lying. After all the emotional distress I still had to act like everything was okay. But not tonight I would tell her we were over. That I wasn't ever going back. So when he tried she would know the sort of truth. Not that Mom had ever especially loved him.

"Hey," I said extra happy as I walked into the house.

She looked at me upset and said,"I've been trying to call you for like ever why didn't you answer? Why do I pay for unlimited call and text if you don't answer?"

I started looking though my purse like I was trying to find my purse and then said,"Oh god I left it at Eli's. Now I will never get it back."

My fake shocked voice didn't convince her as much as I would of liked but oh well. What I had to say next would really be distracting.

"Well I'm sure that you can get it in the next few days," She said looking back at the newspaper she had been reading before I came in.

I stared at her for a moment. We looked a lot a like except for the eyes and height. She was a couple inches shorter then me because I got my height from my Dad. Her eyes were a deep chocolate brown unlike my green eyes.

I shook my head and said,"No probably not we broke up."

I could swear for a second her jaw dropped before she said,"What? What happened?"

"I just don't love him anymore. It's the end of my senior year and I want to have fun and try out new people," I said being truthful in that way.

"I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. Night, " I said before she could say anything. My shower was long and nice. I took more time then I had in ages. When I got out I looked over my body. My ribs were bruised so badly they almost looked broken. My right boob had been finger like bruises around it.

I closed my eyes and I was there again.

"Why would you wear a shirt like that?" He said shaking me by my arms.

I spoke through my tears,"I'm sorry I didn't realize it showed so much!"

That day I had wore a v neck and undershirt that had never before bothered him. But today he was full of rage. His eyes reflected all the emotions. My crying and screaming wasn't phasing him.

Suddenly he let me go and looked at me. I thought maybe it was over so I began to kiss his neck and make him happy. Then he shoved his hand up shirt and bra squeezing my boob as hard as he could.

"This is mine. Don't forget that." He said between clenched teeth.

I screamed not being able to take the pain. He then pulled my hair back. I was shaking so hard as I bit down on my tongue. Screaming wouldn't help. He first let go of my hair and then my boob. Then he pushed me into the wall bumping my head really hard. Suddenly he was shoving his tongue down my throat and hand down my pants.

I came back to reality and I was once again crying. I quickly put my clothes on and crawled in bed. I was up for hours wondering what he would do to me when he saw me. Wondering if maybe he was gone for good.

Before I drifted off to sleep Jamie came to mind. The way she hadn't forced the truth out of me and the feel of my hand in hers. I dreamt about Jamie. We were walking around holding hands. It was a warm day and I was in tank top and shorts. No one was yelling at me for wearing them in public and I wasn't scared. I was hopefull that I could be happy. That Jamie and I could be happy together. Wait what? Right before my alarm went off she kissed me on the cheek and smiled.

My friends have kissed my cheek before so no big deal right? Wait they haven't.

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