Allie's POV
Unfortunately, Shawn has go back on tour on Tuesday. We'll at least be able to spend some of Monday together. I wanted to skip school, but my mother refused to let me.
So now here I am, walking into hell - oh, I meant school. Yeah, no I didn't.
I sigh as I walk in and meet Faith and Kelly at my locker, and everyone stares at me. I make an annoyed face as they begin to whisper, making it obvious they're talking about me.
"What's going on?" I question, grabbing my books and slamming my locker shut. Faith and Kelly look around, seeming just as confused.
"Huh, they're acting weirder than usual," Kelly says with a chuckle. Faith just shrugs, and we part ways to go to our morning classes.
As I walk into my first period class, everyone turns and states at me again, the whispers and giggling being louder this time.
"So Allie, exactly how many foster families have you chased away?" I hear someone ask behind me. I freeze, and k swear my heart stops beating.
What?
I just ignore the girl and walk to my seat. "That many?" She starts to say something else when the teacher comes in, thank god. The class silences, but I can still feel everyone's eyes on me as the lesson begins.
•••
"Oh, hey Allie," I hear Peri's voice call. I'm in my way to my locker, praising the heavens the day is finally over.
I ignore her and and continue to walk, until her body is pressed against my locker and she's only inches away from me.
"So, I heard about your foster brother," she says with a smirk. I roll my eyes. Which one? I've probably had over twenty.
"So, what did you do so badly that made him have to . . . punish you?" She asks. I stiffen as people look up from what they're doing to stare.
How the hell does she know all this?
"I mean, is there a different side to his story?" She cocks her head with a playful smirk, and I glare daggers into her heart.
She talked to him?
She smiles triumphantly and turns around to everyone else. "Her foster brother told me that she loved him," she says, glancing at me. "But she didn't, and when they tried to take it to the next level, she accused him of raping her," she says loudly. Everyone gasps, and I quickly grab my things from my locker and walk away as fast as I can.
How did she talk to him? Did he really tell her that? I shake my head. Of course he did, he would do anything to make me out to be the bad guy.
"Allie!" Faith and Kelly run after me, but I ignore them. I decided to walk home, not wanting to deal with the torment I would get on the bus.
"Allie, wait!" Kelly calls, but I still ignore her. By now the tears are running down my cheeks. I hate it when I show emotion. I don't like emotion. It ruins everything.
Faith and Kelly finally catch up to me, and I sigh in defeat, closing my eyes and wiping the tears away.
"It'll be okay," Faith says, rubbing my arm. I don't feel like arguing. I don't feel like saying anything. I know my mother is still at work, so I'll have the house to myself. I can just sit alone in silence. That's literally the only thing I'm good at.
Faith and Kelly eventually give up on consoling me as we approach my house. They whisper a few more comforting words before separating ways to go to their own homes. That's when I notice an all too familiar pickup truck in my driveway. Shawn.
I don't really know how I feel about him being here. He'll know right away I've been crying, and him being so sweet will only make me cry more. I've never cried in front of him before. I don't think I've ever cried in front of anyone before. I always last my emotions inside, because it made me less vulnerable. Fellow foster kids are brutal. They take advantage of your weaknesses, so me holding my emotions in prevented them from being able to hurt me. At least from what they saw. I never let them know how much their words hurt.
Shawn stands up from his position leaning against his truck and smiles, but he quickly stops when he sees my face. I'm a mess.
"Hey," he says, unsure of what else to say. I just stare at the ground. If I talk or even look at his big brown eyes, I know I'll start sobbing.
"What's wrong?" He asks, leading me to the back of his pickup truck. And that's when I break.
He pulls me into him, and I sob. I've never sobbed before. I don't ever remember being this sad. Shawn just holds me tightly, resting his chin on my head. Once I've calmed down, he sighs as I pull away to wipe my eyes and regain my composure.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asks quietly, rubbing circles with his thumb on my arm. I stay silent for a moment, then reluctantly recall what happened at school. Shawn visibly tenses at the mention of Peri. I wonder if he ever had problems with her or anything.
"It's okay to show your emotions, Allie. I won't hurt you, I promise. You made it through all those horrible things, and now it's getting better. You have a home, and friends. And a boyfriend," he says, kissing my forehead. I smile as I press my lips to his. We both smile into the kiss. Kissing him always makes me feel better.
"Sometimes, it just gets to be too much. You have to let your feelings out once in a while," he says. I take a deep breath and turn to face him.
"Thank you."
He smiles.
"Seriously. For everything. I don't know what I would have done without you, Shawn. You taught me that love is real, that it exists, that better things are coming. I can't ever repay you for that."
Shawn pulls me close to him, and we stare up at the sky.
"You don't have to."
A/N - Ah, there it is, the dreaded breakdown. I'm excited for the upcoming chapters, only ten more! Xoxo - Em:)
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