chapter 3 nightmare like no other

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God, I'll be late for school.
I grab my clothes and head for the shower. Hopefully I can make it in time. I hate being late.
I sigh as the hot water it's my back. I wince as the fresh cuts on my back start to burn. Dad has been more careful about where he hurts me.
I bet you're wondering why I don't show anyone. Or try to ask for help. It's because no matter what, no matter where I hide, or where I go. My father will always find me. He has nothing to live for, so he will sooner die before he let's me get away.
I turn the water off grabbing my towel. I should make it on time if I walk fast. The school is only right around the corner from me.
I'm pretty lucky for that.
I slip my clothes on,just a pair of old boot cut jeans,a long sleeved black shirt,and I slip on socks and my old sneakers. Pretty much my everyday style. If I wear fancy clothes they will only get ruined.
Grabbing my back pack I head out the door.

"I love you sweetie!"

He must have sobered up a bit.

"Yeah,you too," I whisper as I shut the door behind me.
I hate that man with all I have. Dads been causing me to have my nightmares more and more everyday.. I picture my moms dead body, what she would have looked like.. sadly I wasn't there.. I yelled at her for letting me get hurt again. For not helping me. It wasn't her fault..
I always have this dream where I'm there when she crashes.. and then after, I dream about what actually happened.. it kills me more and more every time..
I should have been there for her. But I pushed her away. To get killed. Why did I do that to he-

"Hey! Watch where you're going!"
I freeze when I look up to see a handsome boy that I must have ran into.
I had already walked into the school and I was dazing off.

"I-I I'm so sorry, I swear I didn't mean to, "I managed to stutter.

His eyes are a bright blue,with charcoal hair that brings them out even more. I take a step back as I watch his scowl go to a soft smile.

"No,you're fine. I should be the one apologizing," he says softly while reaching how hand out.
"My name is Aiden. And yours is?"

I look at his hand, then to his eyes while slowly reaching my hand out to shake his. Immediately grabbing it and shaking it like I'm a long lost friend of his.

"Cy-Cynthia."

His smile brightens. God,I think my heart just melted.

"That's one beautiful name."

Oh God,oh God.
"Th-thank you. Yo-yours is too. W-wait no I mean!" He grins.

"It's ok princess I know what you mean."

My crazy smile turns to a frown. Princess..
I immediately turn and run off. I'm nobody's princess.. not anymore.

"Wait!"

I don't turn around. I need to get to class. The boy was a sweetheart, but I'm not ready to be called someone's princess..

The bell rings as I sit down in my desk. I've always hated government. But I love school. I get to be away from my father. I'll do anything to stay away from him. Sadly, it's my last year.. I'm a senior so I will be graduating.
I need to figure out my escape plan.. and soon.
I know it's only August but May will be here soon.
I'm put back into reality as a note is thrown at the back of my head.
What the hell.
I see the note on the floor, reaching down to pick it up I unfold it.

Cynthia,it's me Aiden. The charming man you ran into. Would you mind talking after class? I didn't mean to upset you.
Please,I'd like to get to know you.
How about tonight I take you out to eat. My treat. To make up for running into you in the hall way. I promise you won't regret it! (:
-Aiden XOXO

I can't help but smile
Someone wants to be my friend.
I scan over the note again. Or.. is this a date?
I promised myself I would never get attatched to someone and, "fall in love."
But he just wants to be friends, right?
No harm in that.
....right?

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