My Broken Angel

Mystery Boy

I put on some makeup to cover the bruises and cuts on my face, their still visible but nobody will care either way. I go into my room throwing on my black shirt, black sweatshirt and black skinny jeans with combat boots and grabbing my iPod has I walk into the kitchen. I see Tyler passed out on the couch in front of the tv in the living room. I hurry and tip toe out the front door making sure not to wake him. I grab my keys and get on my motorcycle. She's my baby. I start up the engine and ride off to the hell hole known has school.

Has I pull in I notice all eyes on me, god what's up their asses? I walk into the school to see him...him has in my boyfriend...the one who left, years ago. Sean. The whole hallway is cleared except for him and some kid and of course, me. He just stares at me like he's seen a ghost.

Sean. Him. The boy who turned me into this. The boy who just left without a goodbye. The boy I was completely in love with is back.

He walks up to me reaching out his hand, I flinch away. I can't just let him get near me...he hurt me. "Sam?" He questions staring at me has if I wasn't real. "S- Sean?" I stutter. "It's me darling, I'm here." He cooes. "NO! Why..what the fuck are you doing here!?" I scream not even caring what people think. "I came back for you, I'm sorry, let me explain what happened." He said. It's just at that moment I decided to take in his looks.

He had medium length black hair, tanned skin, with cuts and bruises all over him. Both his perfect blue eyes were blackened, and his lip is busted. He's wearing tight black skinny jeans that have rips all over them and he's wearing a black and white loose fitted tshirt, I'd be lying if I said he didn't look fucking hot. He was wearing his signature combat boots too.

He held out his hand for me, waiting for me to take it. I shake my head, refusing to touch him. "Come with me." He said, demanding. "No." I said, my stubborness coming out. "I said fucking come with me. Now." He said, grabbing my arm, it actually hurt. "LET GO OF ME." I demand getting angrier. "No, you're mine and you're coming with me." He said.

"She said let go of her." Sean turned behind us to see who said that.

Some tall guy stood their, at the end of the hall way, I've never seen him before. His eyes a dark shade of green, chocolate brown messy curls on top of his head, tall, black tshirt with black skinny jeans and converse. Who does he think he is!? Sean will kill him! He doesn't know what he's gotten himself into. "Mind your own business." Sean says, his once perfect light blue eyes getting darker. "This is my business." Wait...what? "And how is that?" Sean chuckles. "Because I'm here." The boy says getting closer. Wow, he makes no fucking since. "Take one more step and she gets it." He said, grabbing on to my waist tighter while pulling me backwards into his body. It hurt, I'll admit that. He was too strong. I let out a small whimper. "Sean, please don't do this." I beg. "Aw, that's cute, you think I'll do what you say. Fuck you bitch. All I ever wanted was to get in your pants and I'm gonna do it one way or another." He said.

He put his left hand in my front pocket. "Don't touch her." The mystery boy said. "Fuck off." Sean replied. All of the sudden I fall to the ground. I look over and the mystery boy had tackled Sean. He was on top of him. Each blow going towards Sean's face causing more and more damage. I touch his shoulder, "stop! Stop! Get off of him!!" I try pulling him off. He looked over, his eyes going softer when he sees me. "I...I'm sorry." And with that, he ran away.

*authors note*

Okay...I know, this chapter sucks. I was in a hurry, anyways, I need ideas, have any?? Um, so, 'Sean' was the name of my ex...this character is not supposed to represent him or anything, I just like his name and so I used it for this character. You may see 'Sean' farther in the story so, remember him c;

Peaceskiis :3